Best action movie quotes of 1987

Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: How tall are you private?
Private: Sir, five foot nine, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Five foot nine, I didn't know they stacked shit that high!

Damon Killian: Hi, cutie-pie. You know, one of us is in deep trouble. You know who I am?
Ben Richards: I've seen you before. You're the asshole on TV.
Damon Killian: That's funny. I was gonna say the same thing about you.

Poncho: Get that stinking shit out of my face!
Blaine: Bunch of slack jawed-f*****s around here! This stuff will make you a god damn sexual Tyrannosaurus! Just like me.
Poncho: Strap this on your sore ass, Blaine!

Robocop: Dead or alive, you're coming with me.

Horace: Wolfman's got nards.

Derek: I'm a Derek and Dereks don't run.

Inspector Todd: Don't think, Axel! It makes my dick itch!

Evil-Lyn: After all this time, Grayskull is ours.
Skeletor: NO! Mine.

Martin Riggs: You want me to drive?
Roger Murtaugh: No, you're supposed to be suicidal, remember? I'LL drive.
Martin Riggs: Anybody who drives around in this town IS suicidal.

Lincoln Hawk: I always wanted to be a milk shake.

Jack Putter: We've got the chip.
Lt. Tuck Pendleton: All right.
Jack Putter: We're on the way to the lab.
Lt. Tuck Pendleton: All right.
Jack Putter: But I think they put someone in there with you.
Lt. Tuck Pendleton: All... what?

Sergeant Slaughter: When I'm through, scuzzbucket, they're gona scrape you off the wall with a squeegee!

Quantom X ★

Nathan White: I know about your friend's daughter, Mr. Kersey. I also know that you shot the pusher who sold her the drugs. But I ask you, sir, what about the people behind him? How many children do we let them destroy before we say enough, Mr. Kersey? How many?

Jane: He's a friend of mine from school.
Jeff: A FRIEND?

Lex Luthor: Lenny, I've always considered you the Dutch Elm disease in my family tree.

Chris Lecce: Problem?

Washburn: Oh man, if you can't fry it, I won't eat it.

Saunders: It was bought recently, at auction in New York. Lot 1-2-4, the "Lady Rose" a cello by Stradivarius of Cremona. 1724. Sold for $150,000 - to Brad Whitaker.
James Bond: Whitaker? The arms dealer?
Saunders: The same.

H.I.: Prison life is structured - more'n some people care for.

Tom Beck: Oh, thank you. That is illuminating. That solves everything. Christ, Miller doesn't have a chance. Hey, why would he come in here and kill a guy for a lousy hundred bucks and a radio?
Lloyd Gallagher: Because he likes it. He sees something he wants, he steals it. If something gets in his way, he kills it. And right now, he's hiding out in your city.