Dr. Jonathan Hemlock: Pope, I really don't mind you being an asshole, you really can't help that, but I do mind you lying to me like I was a fool. Now you came here with one thought in mind, and that was to attach yourself to me so the target would know who I am and what I am. Now, who's gonna perform this sanction if he gets me? You?
Pope: You don't think I can handle it?
Dr. Jonathan Hemlock: In a locked closet with a grenade.
Jonathan Hemlock: However you never know. Sometimes people do things they thought they'd never do again. Like rape, for instance. Yeah I thought I'd given up rape but I've changed my mind.
Jemima Brown: Shabby research I can stand, but involuted style really makes my ass drag.
Ben Bowman: What got into Jean-Paul?
Dr. Jonathan Hemlock: I don't know. A little jumpy, I guess.
Ben Bowman: You been jumping his wife?
Dr. Jonathan Hemlock: No, why?
Ben Bowman: You sure?
Dr. Jonathan Hemlock: Well, I think it's something I'd know.
Ben Bowman: John, do what I tell you. Cut the rope above you.
Jemima Brown: Is this hotel always so crowded?
Dr. Jonathan Hemlock: Only when there's a climb. Then the Eiger birds start flocking in.
Jemima Brown: Eiger birds?
Dr. Jonathan Hemlock: Yeah, jet setters, assorted zombies, come here to watch a climb. If they're lucky, they get to see a man die on the mountain.
Jemima Brown: That's grim.
Dr. Jonathan Hemlock: So's the Eiger.
Jonathan Hemlock: They kill one of ours, we kill the killers. No purpose at all, just barbaric.
Jemima Brown: You're getting religion a little late.
Jonathan Hemlock: I didn't quit because of religion, I quit because of mathematics.
Jemima Brown: Oh?
Jonathan Hemlock: That's right. The odds are stacking up against me. Assassins who stay too long wind up getting assassinated, and that ain't in my game plan.
Dragon: Good luck, Hemlock, on your latest assignment: the Eiger sanction.
Jemima Brown: Fasten your seat belt, sir.
Jonathan Hemlock: Oh, I have no intention of trying to escape.
Dr. Jonathan Hemlock: Are you busy this evening?
Art Student: No.
Dr. Jonathan Hemlock: You live alone?
Art Student: My roommate's gone for the week.
Dr. Jonathan Hemlock: Good. Then... go on home, break out the books and study your little ass off. That's the best way to maintain a "B" average. Don't study it all off.
Art Student: I've never felt this close to art before.
Dr. Jonathan Hemlock: How nice.
Art Student: But I have a problem.
Dr. Jonathan Hemlock: How terrible.
Art Student: If I don't keep my "B" average, I'll lose my scholarship and I don't think I'll do well on your final exam. I've gained a while new feeling about art but sometimes you can't put your true feelings down on paper.
Dr. Jonathan Hemlock: How true.
Ben Bowman: He looks like he could change a nine-dollar bill in threes.
Ben Bowman: Wanna Beer?
Jonathan Hemlock: You gonna call room service?
Ben Bowman: We got beer.
Jonathan Hemlock: If you hauled beer up this rock you're insane.
Ben Bowman: I may be insane, but I'm not stupid. I didn't carry it, you did! It's in your pack.
Jonathan Hemlock: Christ, I ought'a throw you off this pillar! Besides, it's warm.
Ben Bowman: Oh I'm sorry, I thought you'd draw the line on haulin' ice.
Dr. Jonathan Hemlock: You betrayed the both of us in Asia, and we lived, no thanks to you. Now you people have killed Henri in Zurich.
Miles Mellough: I didn't actually kill him, you know.
Dr. Jonathan Hemlock: Well I probably won't actually kill you.
Miles Mellough: That's very little comfort.
Woman Journalist: Tell me, Mr. Bowman, in your opinion do these men climb to prove their manhood, or is it more a matter of compensating for inferiority feelings?
Ben Bowman: Lady, why don't you go get yourself screwed. It would do you a lot of good.
Jemima Brown: Friends? Enemies? Where do I fit in?
Jonathan Hemlock: I'm sorry, but you don't. Here's to the selfish killer and the patriotic whore! Do you have anything else to say? I usually keep a twenty in the bowl by the door. You might pick it up on the way out.
Miles Mellough: For what I want in this world, I would even sell out my dear mother.
Jonathan Hemlock: How true.
