Mac:
It's impossible. But doable.
Gin:
You stole my suitcase?
Mac:
I'm a thief. So sue me.
Gin:
I said this is called entrapment.
Mac:
No, actually it's called blackmail. Entrapment is what cops do to thieves.
Mac:
Rule number one: never carry a gun. If you carry a gun you may be tempted to use it. Rule number two: never trust a naked woman.
Mac:
I have absolutely no reason to believe anything you say.
Gin:
But you want to.
Gin:
Look what you've done to that beautiful car!
Mac:
Thank God it's not mine.
Gin:
Is all this paid for?
Mac:
With blood.
Mac:
In order for there to be complete trust between thieves, there can be nothing personal.
Mac:
We'll either both get caught or both get dead.
Gin:
I'm not who you think I am, Mac.
Mac:
I hope not. For your sake.
Mac:
What's the job?
Gin:
Like the wise man said: first we try then we trust.
Mac:
I'm never late. If I'm late it's because I'm dead.
Mac:
You know what they say about fear. The only remedy is to cut off the head.
Mac:
You are the most beautiful crook I've ever seen.
Gin:
Why, thank you kind sir.
Mac:
I don't like surprises.
Gin:
Trust me, there won't be any.
Mac:
Trust me, there always are surprises.
Gin:
I give you the world's tallest building.
Mac:
And we're going to steal it?
Gin:
Don't use a cannon to kill a mosquito. Confucius.
Mac:
Now time stands still - hopefully.
Mac:
This is it? Whatever happened to money? I mean where is the good old-fashioned loot?
Mac:
Believe me, I was prepared for everything - except you.
Aaron Thibadeaux:
Well, this looks like the end of a terrible friendship.
Mac:
Give me the spanner!
Gin:
The what?
Mac:
The wrench!
Aaron Thibadeaux:
Wanna tell me why my Jaguar looks like you drove it off a fuckin' cliff?
Mac:
Thibadeaux, I'm awfully sorry.
Aaron Thibadeaux:
You own me 140 G's.
Mac:
How about a $40 million Chinese mask?
[
repeated line]
Gin:
It was perfect!
Mac:
Has there ever been anyone you couldn't manipulate, beguile or seduce?
Gin:
No.
Gin:
I stole the Rembrandt.
[
pause]
Gin:
Mac! I stole the Rembrandt.
Mac:
...and I painted the Sistine Chapel.
Gin:
Oh come on! Ask me how I did it.
Mac:
So how'd you do it?
Gin:
I came in from the roof. I dropped twenty floors down on a McNeel descender.
Mac:
Well, you must be one hell of a climber.
Gin:
I am a hell of a climber.
[
begins to scale the side of the room]
Gin:
I am, one, hell of a climber.
Gin:
Preparing pressure switch neutralization device.
[
removes chewing gum from her mouth and covers the pressure switch with it]
[
a train passes and Gin appears on the opposite platform]
Mac:
How did you do it?
Gin:
I jumped trains mid-station. When the train slowed down I just... It was perfect.
Mac:
Was it now?
Gin:
[
starts walking along the platform] You know what, Mac? I don't want to hold the record alone.
Mac:
No?
Gin:
I need your help on another job.
Mac:
Wow. The crown jewels or something?
Gin:
[
smiling] No! Come on! Too easy.
[
last lines]
[
a train passes and Mac disappears off the opposite platform]
Gin:
[
calls] Mac?
[
playing]
Gin:
Mac.
[
louder]
Gin:
Mac!
Mac:
[
appears behind Gin] What?
Gin:
[
turns around smiling] So what do you think?
Mac:
About what?
Gin:
About my idea?
Mac:
[
gives it quick thought] It's doable.
[
Gin grabs Mac and he embraces her; another train passes and they disappear off the platform, appearing on board the train]
Related Links