Leeloo: Everything you create, you use to destroy.
Korben Dallas: Yeah, we call it human nature.

Police: Are you classified as human?
Korben Dallas: Negative, I am a meat popsicle.

Leeloo: Leeloo Dallas mul-ti-pass.
Korben Dallas: Yeah.
Leeloo: Mul-ti-pass.
Korben Dallas: Yeah, multipass, she knows it's a multipass. Leeloo Dallas. This is my wife.
Leeloo: Mul-ti-pass.
Korben Dallas: We're newlyweds. Just met. You know how it is. We bumped into each other, sparks happen...
Leeloo: Mul-ti-pass.
Korben Dallas: Yes, she knows it's a multipass. Anyway, we're in love.

Mugger: Give me the cash!
Korben Dallas: Been here long?
Mugger: Yeah, long enough. Come on, give me the cash!
Korben Dallas: Is that a Z-140? Alleviated titanium. Neurocharged assault model.
Mugger: Yeah, yeah.
Korben Dallas: Good thing for me it's not loaded.
Mugger: [giggles] What do you mean it's not loaded?
Korben Dallas: You have to... push that yellow button to load it.
Mugger: [pauses, then laughs hesitantly]
Korben Dallas: Take your time.
Mugger: [continues to shake while reaching for the yellow button of the rifle]
Korben Dallas: You want me to - there you go.
Mugger: Give me the cash!
[Pulls trigger, but nothing happens]
Korben Dallas: [points gun at mugger] That's a very dangerous gun. Maybe you better let me hang on to this one for you, huh?
[grabs rifle and places it in rack of other guns]
Korben Dallas: You don't mind, do you?
Mugger: No!
Korben Dallas: You sure?
Mugger: No. Take it. I don't need it!
Korben Dallas: [giggles while pointing gun at mugger] That's a very nice hat.
Mugger: You like it? God!
[dances in front of Korben]

Priest Vito Cornelius: You're a monster, Zorg.
Zorg: I know.

Aknot: You asked for a case, we brought you a case.
Zorg: A case with FOUR STONES in it! Not one or two or three, but four! Four stones! What the hell am I supposed to do with an empty case?
Aknot: We are warriors, not merchants.
Zorg: But you can still count! Look, it's easy. Look at my fingers: four stones, four crates. Zero stones? ZERO CRATES!

Because if I tell you [my name], you tell your friends... your friends are calling me on the horn all the time, And I gotta show up at shopping centers for openings and sign autographs and shit like that and it makes my life a hell. Okay? A living hell.


Charles: What do you think honey?
Lydia: Delia hates it. I could live here.

And look at that kitchen. You're finally going to be able to cook a decent meal.


I will live with you in this hellhole, but I must express myself. If you don't let me gut out this house and make it my own, I will go insane and I will take you with me!


I don't see anything about heaven or hell. This book reads like stereo instructions.


Hey, these aren't my rules! Come to think of it, I don't have any rules!


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