Quotes from Lucy Liu movies and TV shows

Ecks: Where did you get all this ordnance?
Sever: Some women buy shoes.

Roger Corwin: You're very good. With your hands. I could use someone like you on my staff.
Alex: Thanks for the offer but my hands aren't going anywhere near your staff.

Natalie Cook: Do a little dance?
Dylan Sanders: Make a little love.
Alex Munday: Get down tonight.

Alex Munday: Get off the babysitter. Daddy's home.

Jake Rodgers: I'm the Black Rambo.
Gina: ...Blambo?

Jake Rodgers: I'm Special Op's.
Gina: Try Special Mops.

O-Ren Ishii: As your leader, I encourage you from time to time, but always in a respectful manner, to question my logic. If you're unconvinced a particular plan of action I've chosen is the wisest, tell me so. But allow me to convince you. And I promise you, right here and now, no subject will ever be taboo. Except the subject that was just under discussion. The price you pay for bringing up either my Chinese or American heritage as a negative is: I collect your fucking head. [Holds up Boss Tanaka's head.] Just like this fucker here. Now if any of you sons of bitches got anything else to say, NOW'S THE FUCKING TIME! [Silence.] I didn't think so.

O-Ren Ishii: You didn't think it was gonna be that easy, did you?
The Bride: You know, for a second there, yeah... I kinda did.

Lindsey: What happened to your nose?
Slevin Kelevra: I was using it to break some guy's fist.

Lindsey: Thanks for the sugar, sugar.

Lindsey: We are dealing with a bona fide case of mistaken identity here.
Slevin: Yeah.
Lindsey: Things like that aren't supposed to be real. It's like amnesia.
Lindsey: Not withstanding, here you are and Nick's nowhere to be found, so... I'd say you're fucked.
Slevin: Fucked.
Lindsey: Shouldn't you be a little more worried about all this?
Slevin: I have ataraxia.
Lindsey: Ataraxia?
Slevin: It's a condition characterized by freedom from worry or any other preoccupation, really.

Slevin: I have ataraxia.
Lindsey: Ataraxia?
Slevin: It's a condition characterized by freedom from worry or any other pre-occupation really.

Lindsey: Ironic.
Slevin Kelevra: I know, I don't even gamble.
Lindsey: No, I mean the mobster having a gay son. That's ironic.

Lindsey: I was just thinking that if you're still alive when I get back from work tonight... maybe, I don't know, we could go out to dinner or something?

Slevin: You're not as tall as I thought you'd be.
Lindsey: Well, I'm short for my height.
Slevin: That makes sense because I can usually tell how tall someone is by their knock. You have a deceptively tall knock. Congratulations.
Lindsey: So it's a good thing?
Slevin: I open the door expecting you to be up here, you're down here. That combined with a low centre of gravity - forget about it.

Slevin: This isn't the first time this has happened, you know.
Lindsey: You mean this isn't the first time a crime lord asked you to kill the gay son of a rival gangster to pay off a debt that belongs to a friend whose place you're staying in as a result of losing your job, your apartment, and finding your girlfriend in bed with another guy?
Slevin: No, this is the first time that happened, but Nick has been painting me into corners since we were kids.

Sadie Blake: Here I thought bartenders were supposed to be like priests.

Bishop: You're one of us.
Sadie Blake: Not by choice.

Sadie Blake: Death is different now.

Princess Pei Pei: Whatever you think I'm going to do for you, you're wrong.