Bruce Willis (back to the B list / W list)

Harry Stamper: You got any more bullets in that gun, Sharp?

Harry Stamper: [Refering to asteroid right before he blows the nuke] Complain all you want, you son of a bitch.

Harry Stamper: The United States Government just asked us to save the world. Anyone wanna say no?

Paul Hodges: Why did you smack me?

Jimmy Monroe: I was in the moment, and the moment said smack ya.

John McClane: A hundred million terrorists in the world and I gotta kill one with feet smaller than my sister.

[McClane is trying to call the police for help.]

Policewoman: Sir, this line is for emergencies only.

John McClane: No fucking shit, lady! Do I sound like I'm ordering a pizza?!

[John throws a body onto a cop car to get his attention.]

John McClane: Welcome to the party, pal!

John McClane: Yippee-ki-yay, motherfucker.

John McClane: Oh, you're in charge. Well, I got news for you, Dwayne. From up here, it doesn't look like you're in charge of jack shit.

Dwayne Robinson: You listen to me, you little asshole.

John McClane: Asshole"? I'm not the one who just got butt-fucked on national TV, *Dwayne*.

John McClane: Hey man, when you go through the airport metal detector, what sets it off first? The lead in your ass or the sh*t in your brains?

Gen. Esperanza: Freedom.

[John McClane appears and punches him in the face.]

John McClane: Not yet.

Priest Vito Cornelius: What are you doing?

Korben Dallas: Trying to save your ass so you can save the world.

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.

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.

Korben Dallas: What's your name?

Leeloo: Leeloo Minai Lekarariba-Laminai-Tchai Ekbat De Sebat.

Korben Dallas: Good. That... that whole thing's your name, huh? Do you have, uh... a shorter name?

Leeloo: Leeloo.

Leeloo: Hi.

Korben Dallas: Oh, so you speak English now.

Leeloo: Yes. I learned.

Korben Dallas: Finger, I was just on my way over to see you, when this big fare fell in my lap. You know, one of these really big fares that you just can't resist?

Finger: Ah. How big?

Korben Dallas: 5"9', blue eyes, long legs, great skin. You know, perfect.

Finger: Uh-hu, I see. And this perfect fare, she got a name?

Korben Dallas: Yeah. Leeloo.

General Munroe: Heard you lost your job.

Korben Dallas: Oh you heard that. Don't worry, I can get another job.

General Munroe: Don't bother, we have one for you. Major Dallas, you've been selected for a mission of the utmost importance.

Korben Dallas: What mission?

General Munroe: Save the world.

Thai: You got a message.

Korben Dallas: Yeah.

Thai: You should open it, could be important.

Korben Dallas: Like the last two I got before my divorce. First one was from my wife, to tell me she was leaving. Second one was from my laywer, to tell me he was leaving, with my wife.

Mike Matthews: How long have we been friends?

Joe Hallenbeck: I'd say roughly until you started banging my wife.

Jimmy Dix: Maybe I could take your daughter horseback riding. How old is she?

Joe Hallenbeck: She's 13, and if you even look at her funny I'm gonna shove an umbrella up your ass and open it.

Joe Hallenbeck: The sky is blue, water is wet, women have secrets.

Alley Thug: Wrong place, wrong time. Nothing personal.

Joe Hallenbeck: That's what you think. Last night I fucked your wife.

Alley Thug: Oh you did, hah? How'd you know it was my wife?

Joe Hallenbeck: She said her husband was a big pimp lookin' motherfucker with a hat.

Alley Thug: Oh, you're real cool but you've got to take a bullet.

Joe Hallenbeck: After fucking your wife I'll take two.

Thomas Gabriel: [Probing a gunshot wound in McClane's shoulder with his gun.] On your tombstone, it should say "Always at the wrong place at the wrong time."

John McClane: How about... [grunts] Yippee-ki-yay... motherfucker! [Grabs the gun and fires it through himself and into Gabriel.]

Thomas Gabriel: McClane? I thought I killed you already.

John McClane: I get that sometimes.

Matt Farrell: You just killed a helicopter with a car!

John McClane: I was out of bullets.

Matt Farrell: Did you see that?

John McClane: Yeah, I saw it. I did it.

Lucy McClane: Daddy, you're out of your mind.

John McClane: What're you talkin' about?

Lucy McClane: You shot yourself!

John McClane: It seemed like a good idea at the time.

John McClane: You're gonna tell me what I wanna know, or I'm gonna beat you to death in your own house.

John McClane: You don't like Creedence?

Matt Farrell: This is like having a pine cone shoved in my ass.

Fabienne: Whose motorcycle is this?

Butch: It's a chopper, baby.

Fabienne: Whose chopper is this?

Butch: It's Zed's.

Fabienne: Who's Zed?

Butch: Zed's dead, baby. Zed's dead.

Butch: Will you hand me a towel, tulip?

Fabienne: Ah, I like that. I like tulip. Tulip is much better than mongoloid.

Butch: I think I cracked a rib.

Fabienne: Giving me oral pleasure?

Butch: No, retard, from the fight.

Frank Moses: Kordeski trained you?

William Cooper: Yeah?

Frank Moses: I trained Kordeski.

Hartigan: An old man dies. A young girl lives. It's a fair trade.

Hartigan: There's wrong, and then there's wrong, and then there's this.