Whistler: I want peace on Earth and good will toward men.
Bernard Abbot: We are the United States government! We don't do that sort of thing!
Cosmo: There's a war out there, old friend. A world war. And it's not about who's got the most bullets. It's about who controls the information. What we see and hear, how we work, what we think... it's all about the information.
Mother: Okay, boss, this LTX-71 concealable mike is part of the same system that NASA used when they faked the Apollo Moon landings. They had the astronauts broadcast around the world from a sound stage at Norton Air Force Base in San Bernadino, California. So it worked for them, shouldn't give us too many problems.
Mother: We got bupkis! We turn ourselves in now, they'll give us twenty years in the electric chair.
Carl: It's fascinating what fifty bucks will get you at the county recorder's office.
Martin Bishop: What have you got?
Carl: Playtronics Corporate Headquarters, the complete blueprints.
Martin Bishop: Not bad. Not bad, Carl.
Carl: Well, thanks.
Martin Bishop: Where'd you get the fifty bucks?
Carl: Took it from Mother's wallet.
Martin Bishop: Good.
Cosmo: Pollution. Crime. Drugs, poverty, disease, hunger, despair - we throw gobs of money at them and problems only get worse. Why is that? Because money's most powerful ability is to allow bad people to continue doing bad things at the expense of those who don't have it.
Martin Bishop: I agree. Now who did you say you were working for?
Cosmo: Oh, that's just my day job.
Bank Secretary: So, people hire you to break into their places... to make sure no-one can break into their places?
Martin Bishop: It's a living.
Bank Secretary: Not a very good one.