John McClane:
You know what you get for being a hero? Nothin'. You get shot at. You get a little pat on the back, blah, blah, blah, attaboy. You get divorced. Your wife can't remember your last name. Your kids don't want to talk to you. You get to eat a lot of meals by yourself. Trust me, kid, nobody wants to be that guy.
Matt Farrell:
Then why you doing this?
John McClane:
Because there's no body else to do it right now, that's why. Believe me, if there were somebody else to do it, I'd let them do it, but there's not. So we're doing it.
Matt Farrell:
Ah. That's what makes you that guy.
Jane:
I don't jump from job to job because of money.
Ally:
[struggling with the camera] Wait, I want to get this.... What is wrong with this thing?...
Jane:
You guys seem to feel the world owes you, that you deserve happiness. My dad worked for twenty-six years in a job he hated, and at fifty, he was laid off, two week's pay and a thank you very much -
Ally:
Wait, Jane!
Jane:
And where did that leave us? A miserable man who became even more bitter, a mother who had to take care of other people's children, and me, knowing that you can never trust any job - will you hand me the sugar? [Georgia does, with a little SLAM]
Jane:
... Any employer, anyone but yourself.
Ally:
[Ally finally gets the camera to film normally again] Shoot... Now say that all again.
[Future Shego pulls Present Shego off to the side]
Future Shego:
Listen, we don't have a lot of time. Ok, actually, we do. Well... we will.
Shego:
When you want to make sense, just let me know.
Future Shego:
Grab the Time Monkey.
Shego:
Why?
Future Shego:
You need the Time Monkey.
Shego:
Can't I just use yours?
Future Shego:
No, this is mine! OK, well, actually it's yours too. I mean, well, it's the one you're gonna to steal, so technically...
Shego:
If you need me, I'll be in there watching Kim Possible lose.
Future Shego:
Trust me, this whole rock gorilla deal is gonna go south. So when it does, make sure you get that Time Monkey!
Shego:
Run through this again for me.
Edgar:
I trust you found everything to your satisfaction?
Ella:
Yes, thank you.
Edgar:
Good, good. [Edgar knocks book off table]
Edgar:
Oh, dear. How clumsy of me. Pick it up. [Ella picks it up]
Edgar:
Very good. Now touch your toes.
Ella:
[touching her toes] Oh, no.
Edgar:
Oh, yes. And while you're about it, why don't you pat your head and rub your tummy at the same time? [Ella does so]
Edgar:
Now jump up and down.
Ella:
[jumping up and down] Please stop.
Edgar:
Wait. Perhaps you know this one. [sings]
Edgar:
Put your left foot in... [Ella puts left foot in]
Edgar:
...put your left foot out... [Ella puts left foot out]
Edgar:
...put your left foot in... [Ella puts left foot in]
Edgar:
...and shake it all about. Shake, shake, shake. Shake, shake, shake. [Ella shakes]
Edgar:
Shake your booty. Shake your booty. [Ella shakes booty]
Edgar:
Oh ho! This is fabulous!
Heston:
Hate to be a party pooper, but Edgar, evil plans, remember?
Edgar:
Yes, you're right [to Ella]
Edgar:
Okay, stop.
Mack:
[about Johnny's arrest] Yeah, well, if this gets out in the press, his career is over.
Roxanne Simpson:
Yeah, trust me, his career's the least of it.
Mack:
You know, you seem like a nice lady, and you're purty and all but we were riding the gravy train on biscuit wheels around here, and then you showed up, everything went to hell. So why don't you just go back to wherever it is you came from?
Roxanne Simpson:
I can't go back. Not now.
Mack:
Then tell me what the hell's goin' on!
Roxanne Simpson:
You wouldn't believe me if I told you. Look, you don't know me, but I love him. So if there's anything you know that can help, anything...
Mack:
Okay, well, lately he's been readin' these really weird books, and they're messin' with his mind, you know. And he's writin' stuff down, and he's stayin' up late. And he does it over here. You can go through his stuff, and I don't know if it means anything.
Vincent:
Wow.
RJ:
Vincent!
Vincent:
So I was just on my way down here to kill you, and I stopped to watch the show, and I gotta say... that right there, is a thing of beauty. That is the most vicious, deceitful, self-serving thing I've ever seen. [Chuckles]
Vincent:
Classic RJ. You take the food, and they take the fall. You keep this up, your gonna end up just like me. Having everything you ever wanted.
RJ:
But I already had that.
Vincent:
What, them? Who are you kidding? You said it yourself, you're a family of one. Always will be. It's how guys like you and me survive. So a few saps got hurt in the process. Tough. That's life. Trust me, you don't need them.
RJ:
Actually, I do. And right now, they really need me. So I really need this! [Takes the wagon with all the food]
Vincent:
RJ!
Mr. Pink:
[debating the messy situation at the warehouse] Well, first things first. Staying here's goofy. We gotta book up.
Mr. White:
So, what do you suggest, we go to a hotel? We got a guy who's shot in the belly, he can't walk, he bleeds like a stuck pig, and when he's awake he screams in pain.
Mr. Pink:
You got an idea, spit it out.
Mr. White:
Joe could help him. If we can get in touch with Joe, he could get him to a doctor. He could get a doctor to come see him.
Mr. Pink:
Assuming we can trust Joe, how we gonna get in touch with him, huh? He's supposed to be here, but he ain't, which is making me very nervous about being here. Even if Joe is on the up and up, he's probably not gonna be too happy with us. Joe planned a robbery, but he's got a blood bath on his hands now. Dead cops, dead robbers, dead civillians... Jesus Christ! I tend to doubt he's gonna have a lot of sympathy for our plight. If I was him, I'd try to put as much distance between me and this mess as humanly possible.
