Larry Rayder:
You know what a man would do right now if he were smart?
Deke Sommers:
What?
Larry Rayder:
I don't know, I thought you'd know.
Larry Rayder:
[
being chased by a police car] What does he have under that hood?
Deke Sommers:
The driver's no slouch either.
Mary Coombs:
You know what? I think I'm finally ready to unload.
Hanks:
[
walking through police garage] Stevie! Stevie, ma boy! Where are ya?
Steve:
Hey!
Hanks:
Where the hell's that car at?
[
referring to high-performance police car]
Steve:
Over here... but she ain't got any siren or lights yet.
Hanks:
Hey look, all I care about, is what you've got under that hood.
Steve:
Take a look
[
starts police car, car rumbles to life]
Steve:
.
Hanks:
[
smiles broadly] So, what's my top end on this?
Steve:
Unlimited.
Larry Rayder:
I think I'm gonna screw miss Mary. Do you mind, Deke?
Mary Coombs:
*I* mind!
Larry Rayder:
You didn't seem to mind last night. In fact, you were begging for more.
Mary Coombs:
Oh, yeah? Well that shows you how little I was getting.
Larry Rayder:
Hey, Deke, it turns out Dingleberry here's a joke after all.
Mary Coombs:
[
quoting book] "The murderer, is not unaccountable for his own murder. And the robbed should not be blameless for being robbed. For it is the cornerstone of the temple, that is no higher than the lowest stone in its foundation."
Larry Rayder:
Now, don't start speaking in puns to me woman.
Mary Coombs:
That is from a book, bozo! And, if you'd read once in a while, perhaps you'd know what I'm talking about!
Larry Rayder:
Oh, books, Europe, Lear Jets, Sam Baker, shoplifting... you're pathetic!
Mary Coombs:
Oh, I am, am I? Do you know what you are? A case of eye and hand co-ordination, and you're really not very good at that!
Mary Coombs:
[
in car speeding towards opening drawbridge] Hey, wait a minute... why aren't we slowing down?
Larry Rayder:
[
laughs] She doesn't know me very well, does she, Deke?
Deke Sommers:
Not likely she ever will with about one second to live.
Everett Franklin:
[
in helicopter pursuing Dodge Charger] I want 'em stopped.
Helicopter Pilot:
Stopped, how?
Everett Franklin:
I don't know how, I wouldn't be asking you if I knew how to fly this thing, would I? Now you listen to me, flyboy: I want 'em stopped, I don't give a good god damn if you gotta crash right into him. You hear me? 'Cause if you don't, you're gonna start screaming mayday, 'cause I'm gonna give it a try!
Hanks:
I'm gonna stick right up your ass this time, buddy!
Hanks:
I'm gonna eat your lunch, you long-haired faggot!
Hanks:
Keep going partner, 'cause my top end is unlimited!
Larry Rayder:
Yeah, yeah. So we got off to a bad start. Well ya' know what it means when somebody like me gets off to a bad start? Not a God damn thing.
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