Die Hard with a Vengeance (1995)
Samuel L. Jackson: Zeus
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Quotes
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Zeus : Why you keep calling me Jesús? I look Puerto Rican to you?
John McClane : Guy back there called you Jesús.
Zeus : He didn't say Jesús. He said, "Hey, Zeus!" My name is Zeus.
John McClane : Zeus?
Zeus : Yeah, Zeus! As in, father of Apollo? Mt. Olympus? Don't fuck with me or I'll shove a lightning bolt up your ass? Zeus! You got a problem with that?
John McClane : No, I don't have a problem with that.
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John McClane : [hands Zeus a gun, on the freighter, hiding behind a container] Here take this.
Zeus : How's it work?
John McClane : You don't know how to shoot a gun?
Zeus : Look, all brothers don't know how to shoot guns, you racist motherfucker.
John McClane : Sue me.
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[Zeus and McClane have just stolen a man's car on the highway]
Zeus : [to man] Hey! Who was the 21st President?
Man : Go fuck yourself!
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John McClane : You know how to pick this lock?
Zeus : Is this some black-shit again?
John McClane : Hey will you stop that racial shit? Are you a fuckin' locksmith or not?
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John McClane : [running to get to the payphone in the park] You know this guy Simon we're talking to?
Zeus : Yeah.
John McClane : I threw his little brother off the thirty-second floor of Nakatomi Towers out in L.A. I guess he's a little pissed off about it.
Zeus : Wait a minute. You mean to tell me I'm in this shit 'cause some white cop threw some white asshole's brother off a roof?
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[McClane and Zeus are arguing over how to solve the water jug problem at the water fountain in the park]
John McClane : I'll put my foot up your ass, you dumb, mother...
Zeus : Say it! Say it!
John McClane : What?
Zeus : You were gonna call me a nigger, weren't you?
John McClane : No I wasn't!
Zeus : Yes you were! What were you gonna call me?
John McClane : Asshole! How's that, asshole!
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John McClane : [while arguing over the water jug problem at the park's fountain] I'll tell you what your problem is, you don't like me 'cause you're a racist!
Zeus Carver : What?
John McClane : You're a racist! You don't like me 'cause I'm white!
Zeus Carver : I don't like you because you're gonna get me *killed*!
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[about to call Simon with the answer to another riddle]
Zeus : No, wait, wait! It's a trick. It's a trick.
John McClane : What d'you mean?
Zeus : I forgot about the man.
John McClane : What man? Fuck the man! We got ten seconds here!
Zeus : He said, "how many were going to St. Ives," right? The riddle begins, "As I was going to St. Ives, I met a man with seven wives!" The guy and his wives aren't going anywhere.
John McClane : What are they doing?
Zeus : Sitting in the fucking road! Waiting on the moor! How the hell should I know?
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Zeus : [slowly walking up to John, seeing the billboard his wearing has an offensive phrase towards African Americans] Morning.
John McClane : Good morning.
Zeus : You having a nice day, sir? You feeling all right? Not to get too personal, but a white man standing in the middle of Harlem wearing a sign that says "I hate niggers" has either got some serious personal issues, or not all his dogs are barking.
[John yawns]
Zeus : Hey! I'm talking to you! Now you've got about ten seconds before those guys see you, and when they do they will kill you, you understand? You are about to have a very bad day.
John McClane : Tell me about it.
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Zeus Carver : [tied with John to the liquid bomb on the freighter] Didn't I hear you say you didn't even like your brother?
Simon Gruber : There's a difference, you know, between not liking one's brother and not caring when some dumb Irish flatfoot drops him out of a window.
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Zeus : [after stealing the Business Man's car] That guy was pissed.
John McClane : He'll feel better when he looks in the back seat.
Zeus : Shit! That was *my* gold bar!
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Zeus : [in Zeus' electric shop] Now, where you goin'?
Dexter : School.
Zeus : Why?
Raymond : To get educated.
Zeus : *Why*?
Dexter : So we can go to college.
Zeus : And why is that important?
Dexter : To get es-pect.
Zeus : RE-spect. Now, who's the bad guys?
Dexter : Guys who sell drugs.
Raymond : Guys who have guns.
Zeus : And who's the good guys?
Dexter : We're the good guys.
Zeus : Who's gonna help you?
Raymond : Nobody.
Zeus : *So who's gonna help you*?
Dexter : We're gonna help ourselves.
Zeus : And who do we not want to help us?
Dexter , Raymond : White people.
Zeus : That's right. Now get on outta here. Go to school.
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Zeus : [John's driving through the park in the stolen cab, to get to the subway station payphone on the time Simon set for them] I told you 9th Avenue is the quickest way south.
John McClane : Stop all the goddamn yellin'! I know what I'm doing.
Zeus : Not even God knows what you're doing!
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John McClane : [about to enter the subway station to answer Simon's call on time] Listen, you fail I cover your ass. I fail you cover my ass!
Zeus Carver : [still sitting in the stolen cab] And if we both fail?
John McClane : [entering the subway station to answer Simon's call on time] Then we're both fucked!
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Simon : [talking to police on speaker phone, in Walter's office] Well, is the ebony Samaritan there, now?
Zeus : You got a problem with ebony?
Simon : No, no. My only problem is that I went to some trouble preparing that game for McClane. You interfered with a well-laid plan.
Zeus : [picks up the phone] Yeah, well, you can stick your well-laid plan up your well-laid ass.
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Zeus : [tied with John to the liquid bomb on the freighter] Damn McClane, you know I was just starting to like you.
John McClane : Yeah, well don't, I'm an asshole.
Zeus : What are you talking about, now?
John McClane : I lied to you, Zeus.
Zeus : About what?
John McClane : You remember, I said Weiss found that bomb up in Harlem?
Zeus : Yeah.
John McClane : They found it down in Chinatown.
Zeus : Oh. Oh, now that's low, even for a white motherfucker like you. That's low.
John McClane : I told you I was an asshole.
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Zeus : What the fuck are you doin'?
John McClane : Interrogatin' him.
Zeus : Well, what's he gonna tell you, "I'm dead"?
John McClane : Well, I ain't gonna know 'til I ask him, am I?
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John McClane : [Referring to The Sign of the Cross, driving in a stolen cab, trying to get to the subway phone on time]
Zeus : How do Catholics do their thing?
John McClane : North, South, West, East.
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John McClane : [after realizing that all of the city's cops are busy searching schools for Simon's bomb] What is it that Wall Street doesn't have?
Zeus : What, is this shit catching? You're talking in riddles!
John McClane : No, man, stay with me, what is it that Wall Street doesn't have?
Zeus : What?
John McClane : Schools. And what is it they've got a shitload of?
Zeus : [looking at the Federal Reserve Building] What?
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[McClane and Zeus break into a car]
John McClane : You know how to hot-wire this thing?
Zeus : Of course I can, I'm an electrician. Only problem is...
[Zeus starts the ignition with his pliers]
Zeus : it takes too fuckin' long.
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Zeus : That's it!
John McClane : What?
Zeus : Hillary Clinton. The 42nd President.
John McClane : Nah, she'd be the 43rd President.
Zeus : Alright, alright. But who's the 21st President?
John McClane : I don't know.
Zeus : You don't know?
John McClane : No, I don't know! Do you know?
Zeus : No!
John McClane : Well?
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[last lines]
John McClane : Oh, shit.
Zeus : What? *What*?
John McClane : I left Holly hanging on hold.
Zeus : Ah, call her back.
John McClane : Uhh, she's gonna be pissed.
Zeus : She'll get over it.
John McClane : I don't know, Zeus. Like I said, she's a very stubborn woman.
Zeus : She'd have to be to stay married to you.
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Zeus : [in Walter's office] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! I'm not going anywhere.
Inspector Cobb : Simon says you got to go.
Zeus : I'm not jumping through hoops for some psycho! That's a white man, with white problems. You deal with him. Call me when he crosses 110th Street.
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Zeus : [tied with John to the liquid bomb on the freighter] If I hadn't've saved your fuckin' ass, I wouldn't be sittin' here with you about to blow up with 100 billion dollars in fuckin' gold.
John McClane : Yeah, well, I got some bad news, you're only gonna blow up with me.
Zeus : What?
John McClane : No gold on this boat.
Zeus : How do you know that?
John McClane : Cuz I know the man, I know the family. The only thing better than blowing up 100 billion dollars worth of gold is making people think you did.
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Zeus : [attempting to be polite, expecting a call from Simon on the phone the Businessman is currently using] Excuse me, sir, but I'm expecting a call. I need that phone.
Businessman : Why don't you use the other phone?
Zeus : [continuing to be polite] ,Sir, please. I need to use that phone.
Businessman : [dismissively] Hey, listen, bro, I was here first.
Zeus : [offended, raises his voice] Bro? Get away from the goddamn phone!
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[trying to get to one of Simon's destinations on time in a stolen cab]
Zeus : I told you the Park Drive is always jammed.
John McClane : I didn't say "Park Drive."
[McClane turns the cab and drives through the park]
John McClane : I said "through the park."
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Raymond : [coming into Zeus' electric shop] Yo, uncle!
Dexter : [referring to the radio their carrying] Come look at this!
Zeus : [looks at watch] It's ten after nine. Why aren't you in school?
Raymond : Tony wants to sell you this.
Zeus : Tony? That no-neck dude they call "Bad T"?
Dexter : He says he found it in a dumpster.
Zeus : He keeps stealing from people, they're gonna find him in a dumpster.
Raymond : No, he didn't steal it. He says his uncle gave it to him.
Zeus : Mm-hm? Hand me that newspaper over there.
[Raymond hands Zeus the paper, and he whaps his nephews' heads lightly]
Zeus : Don't *ever* let people use you. You're running all over town with stolen property; if you get caught, you get in trouble while he gets to deny the whole thing and walk away.
Dexter : Y-You mean, you want us to take it back to Tony?
Zeus : No, I'll take it back to Tony... with a message.
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Businessman in Taxi : 112 Wall Street.
Zeus Carver : No wait. This isn't a taxi.
Businessman in Taxi : Your lights are on. Look, I'll make this very simple. 112 Wall Street, or I'll have your medallion suspended. What you don't like white people?
Zeus Carver : 112 Wall Street? Got it.
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[McClane and Zeus are speeding through Central Park]
Zeus : Are you aiming for these people?
John McClane : No. Well, maybe that mime.
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Zeus : [pointing a gun at Simon in the bridge of the freighter] Don't fuckin' move.
Simon : [turns around] Oh, the Samaritan.
Zeus : Gimme the goddamn code.
Simon : Code?
[realizing what Zeus is talking about]
Simon : Oh, you mean for the school. I'm sorry, I can't do that.
Zeus : You call in that code right now. Or I'll blow your sick ass into the next world.
Simon : If that's what you gotta do.
[Zeus pulls the trigger on his gun and nothing happens, Simon takes the gun from Zeus]
Simon : You forgot to take the safety catch off.
[shoots Zeus in the leg]
Zeus : Oh, God!
Simon : See, that works. Now, where's McClane?
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Zeus Carver : [tied with John to the liquid bomb on the freighter] No riddle is gonna stop this motherfucker?
Simon Gruber : No code, no riddle, no fancy little countdown.
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Zeus : [running steadily to get to the park] So what's up with this L.A. thing? You famous or something?
John McClane : Yeah, for about five minutes.
Zeus : Don't tell me. Rodney King, right?
John McClane : Fuck you.
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John McClane : [driving in a stolen business man's car] This thing got airbags?
Zeus : Your side does, I don't know about mi...
[shouts]
Zeus : McClane!
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John McClane : [on the stairway of the police precinct getting ready to go to the pay phone they were instructed to by Simon] Yo, partner! Wait up.
Zeus : Hey, hey, hey, hey, I ain't your partner. I ain't your neighbor, your brother, or your friend. I'm your total stranger.
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[Zeus rushes into the Wall Street subway station and gets held at gunpoint by a transit cop who saw him jump the turnstiles]
Zeus : [slowly] I have to answer that phone.
Transit cop : Get 'em up!
Zeus : Look, if you have to shoot me, then you go ahead and you shoot me! But I have to answer this phone, all right?
Zeus : [picks up the receiver] I'm here.
Simon : [on the other line] And McClane?
Zeus : He's on his way. Uh, you know, he's a little slow. He's kinda outta shape.
Simon : The rules applied to both of you. I'm afraid this is noncompliance. Goodbye.
[Simon hangs up]
Zeus : Trust me guys. Duck.
[He immediately takes cover, knowing what will happen. As the train enters the station, McClane tries to smash the door on the last car of the train to throw the bomb out onto the track to minimize the amount of damage. As he does that, the wheels on the firts car hit a trip wire on the left rail that is connected to a remote detonator. It activates the bomb as McClane is throwing it out the window, causing the rear car to slide across the island platform, knocking down signs and columns]
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Zeus : Oh, boy... am I glad you talked me out of jumping.
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Kid #1 : It's Christmas. You could steal City Hall.
John McClane : Come on.
[Zeus and John take the kids' bikes]
Kid #1 : My bike?
John McClane : Let's go. Come on.
Kid #1 : That's my bike!
Zeus : Yeah, it's Christmas!
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John McClane : Think we should call a fire truck?
Zeus : Aw, fuck 'em. Let 'em cook!
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John McClane : [Zeus has picked up a stray gold ingot and attempts to carry it out with him] Put that shit down.
Zeus : No fuckin' way.
John McClane : They ain't gonna let you keep it.
Zeus : Yeah, yeah, we'll see.
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Simon Gruber : It's 9:50, John. The number 3 train is arriving now. I left something provocative on that train, John. Simon says, get to the payphone next to the news kiosk in Wall Street Station by 10:20 or the number 3 train and its passengers vaporize. Use any means of travel other than civilian, I blow the train. Attempt to evacuate the subway, I blow the train. I'll call you in 30 minutes. Be there.
John McClane : [hanging up] We're fucked.
Zeus Carver : 90 blocks in 30 minutes in New York traffic? It could be double that. We don't even have a car!
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John McClane : [driving through a park to get to a destination on time] How much time?
Zeus Carver : [checking his watch] 27 minutes.
John McClane : Ha! 72nd and Broadway to Central Park South in three minutes! That's gotta be a fuckin' record.
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Zeus Carver : [stuck in traffic] We need a fire truck.
John McClane : What?
Zeus Carver : To follow.
John McClane : [getting an idea, he picks up the cab's radio and contacts 911] Lt. John McClane, NYPD, access number 7479. Calling from a civilian transmitter. Get me an emergency dispatcher right away.
[dispatch picks up]
John McClane : I got two officers down at the corner of 14th Street and Ninth Avenue! Need an ambulance! Over!
[ending the call]
John McClane : Emergency calls on the west side go to Roosevelt Hospital. That's two blocks from here.
Zeus Carver : [catching up to the ambulance] Slow the fuck down, McClane!
John McClane : Kinda like football, isn't it?
Zeus Carver : What?
John McClane : Get yourself a blocker and head for the end zone!
Zeus Carver : If you'd said Wall Street, we could've followed him all the way.
John McClane : Wrong. South of 14th Street's a different hospital.
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Joe Lambert : [after a bomb detonates near Wall Street] We got a shitload of cuts and bruises, a couple of concussions, some old guy's pacemaker stopped, and a pregnant girl's water broke. And that's all. How you doin', John?
John McClane : I still can't hear too good.
Joe Lambert : Well, it's a miracle you're still alive. It's a goddamn miracle.
John McClane : Yeah, that's the problem, Joe.
Joe Lambert : What?
John McClane : The miracle part. What are the odds of us making it down here on time?
Zeus Carver : [checking his glasses] Zip.
John McClane : That bomb was gonna go off no matter what. He wanted it to go off right down here.
[to an EMT tending his injuries]
John McClane : Take this off me, Dave.
Joe Lambert : Well, what's so special about this place?
John McClane : I dunno. Something just doesn't add up.
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Simon Gruber : Hello, John.
John McClane : Yeah, piece of cake. Give us something harder next time.
Simon Gruber : But you're ten seconds late.
John McClane : No, no! The answer is one!
Simon Gruber : Boom!
John McClane : [taking cover] There's a bomb in the trash can!
Zeus Carver : Get down!
John McClane : There's a bomb in the trash can! There's a bomb! Get down! There's a bomb!
[after a moment, nothing happens]
John McClane : No bomb.
[picking up the phone receiver, they hear Simon laughing]
John McClane : Yeah.
Simon Gruber : I didn't say "Simon says."
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Zeus Carver : [chasing a fat woman away from a phone, expecting Simon's call] I can get used to this.
John McClane : I'm sure you can find a phone across the street, ma'am.
[turning to Zeus]
John McClane : Let's get something straight. I'm the only one here on official police business. Don't ever do that shit again.
Zeus Carver : Let's get something else straight. You need me a lot more than I need you. You don't like the way I do things, fine. I quit.
[the phone rings]
John McClane : All right, I need you.
[seeing Zeus isn't convinced]
John McClane : All right, I need you more than you need me.
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Inspector Cobb : [after Zeus insults Simon] Simon, he wasn't speaking for all of us.
Simon : That was unpleasant. Don't let it happen again. So, what's your name, boy?
Zeus Carver : Don't call me "boy".
Simon : I'm sorry. It was a poor attempt at humor. I was going to send you home with a chiding, but now I think perhaps you should join the game.
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John McClane : Why'd you save my ass?
Zeus Carver : I didn't. I stopped a white cop from getting killed in Harlem. One white cop gets killed today, tomorrow we got a thousand white cops, all of 'em with itchy trigger fingers. Got it?
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John McClane : I should have seen it coming a mile away. This was never about revenge. It's about a goddamn heist.
Zeus Carver : What was in the room?
John McClane : [nudging something on the ground with his foot] This.
Zeus Carver : What is this?
[picking it up]
Zeus Carver : Oh, shit! Is this gold?
John McClane : Yeah, it's gold.
Zeus Carver : Damn, this is heavy! They cleaned out a whole room of this?
John McClane : Yeah.
Zeus Carver : You know, that would've taken, like, a-a-a tank or a, uh, uh, uh...
John McClane : A dump truck. 14 great big dump trucks.
Zeus Carver : We almost got hit by a dump truck.
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Zeus Carver : Whoa. That a bomb?
John McClane : Yeah. Go... go ahead and grab it.
Zeus Carver : No, you're the cop.
John McClane : Man, Simon said you're supposed to be helpin' with this.
Zeus Carver : I'm helpin'.
John McClane : Well, when are you gonna start helpin'?
Zeus Carver : After you get the bomb.
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John McClane : You had any, like, extra dump trucks come through in the last couple of minutes?
Foreman : I'm gonna write those fuckin' clowns up. They better start payin' attention to work orders or I'm gonna kick some butt.
John McClane : Who? Who you talkin' about?
Foreman : Ah, the dozen idiots who tore ass up the tube! We're not loading up there anymore. We're loadin' over here!
John McClane : So much for bridges and helicopters. You got a map showing me where this tunnel goes?
Foreman : Yeah, right here. We run pretty much up under the saw mill until you get up to the Coffer Dam. From there on, we've already brought the water down from the reservoir.
John McClane : Anybody get in or out of there?
Foreman : Yeah. There's a vent shaft every two miles.
John McClane : No, I mean with a truck.
Foreman : At the Coffer Dam. You can get a truck in there. You can get there on the surface. Just follow Saw Mill River Parkway up there. It's about 20 miles.
John McClane : Okay, I'm gonna meet you right there, all right?
Zeus Carver : Wait, wait. W-What am I supposed to do?
John McClane : You're gonna go up to Yankee Stadium.
Zeus Carver : McClane!
John McClane : Go! Get outta here! We got less than two hours!
Zeus Carver : God damn it!
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Simon Gruber : What has four legs and is always ready to travel?
John McClane : Huh? What?
Zeus Carver : [Simon hangs up] What'd he say?
John McClane : What has four legs and is always ready to travel?
Zeus Carver : What's the matter with you? Don't you have kids? That's an elephant joke.
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Zeus Carver : [following Simon's gold-laden dump trucks] They're gone.
John McClane : What?
Zeus Carver : They're gone!
John McClane : Who is this guy, Houdini?
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John McClane : He's sending us to the home team dugout at Yankee Stadium. Why?
Zeus Carver : Well, we're the home team. Are we supposed to find something there?
John McClane : What's 21 out of 42?
Zeus Carver : 21 again. Half of 42. 42 what?
John McClane : How many players are on the Yankees ball club?
Zeus Carver : 25.
John McClane : What else is 21? Blackjack.
Zeus Carver : It's a club.
John McClane : It's a wild goose chase is what it is.
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Rolf : He's here.
Simon Gruber : Perhaps you could be a little more specific.
Rolf : McClane is here. He's walking toward the bank. And the black man is coming toward me.
Simon Gruber : Oh, no, that's a pity. And after we've gone to all that trouble at the stadium.
Mathias Targo : Simon, kill him. Stop toying with him and kill him now.
Simon Gruber : Okay, so be it. May he rest in peace. I'll inform Karl in the lobby. You pack up your team and get out of there.
Rolf : And this one?
Zeus Carver : Officer.
Rolf : [giving him the "hold on" gesture, then adopting an American accent] Yeah, I'm-I'm... I'm afraid I'm gonna need an answer on that issue.
Simon Gruber : [glancing at Katya and Targo] Let him go.
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Zeus Carver : You got a wife, McClane?
John McClane : Yeah.
Zeus Carver : I'm surprised anybody'd stay with you long enough to be married.
John McClane : Yeah, well, she didn't stick around too long. We're sorta separated.
Zeus Carver : What the fuck is "sorta separated"?
John McClane : Well, she was in L.A., I was in New York. We had a fight on the phone, she hung up. I didn't call her back.
Zeus Carver : How long ago was that?
John McClane : About a year ago now.
Zeus Carver : A yea...
John McClane : [Zeus starts laughig] What the fuck you laughin' about?
Zeus Carver : You threw away your marriage because you were too fuckin' stupid to pick up the phone?
John McClane : What, you think that's funny, huh? You laugh at other people's misfortunes?
Zeus Carver : I bet you blame that shit on your wife, too, right?
John McClane : Well, my wife is a very stubborn woman. Yes!
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Zeus Carver : [seeing McClane ejected from a water vent] You got a hell of a way of flaggin' somebody down! You all right?
John McClane : Did you go to Yankee Stadium?
Zeus Carver : Yeah. There's nobody there.
John McClane : You didn't see nobody?
Zeus Carver : No!
John McClane : Nobody was following you?
Zeus Carver : I'm tellin' ya, he's jerking us around!
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Zeus : [helicopter being shot at by Simon] Oh, shit!
Helicopter Pilot : Oh, shit!
John McClane : What do you mean, "Oh, shit"?
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Zeus : [tied with John to the liquid bomb on the freighter] What the hell's it doing now?
John McClane : [referring to the liquid bomb] It's mixing.
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Zeus Carver : What am I doing?
John McClane : Cheer up. Things could be worse. I was working on a nice, fat suspension, smokin' cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo.
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Simon Gruber : [tape-recorded message] This is a communique from the C.R.F. For too long, the West has conspired to steal the wealth of the world, consigning the balance of humanity to economic starvation. Today, we will level the playing field. In a few minutes, the contents of the Federal Reserve Bank, the gold your economies are built on, will be redistributed by explosive across the bottom of the Long Island Sound. If you are not in gridlock, I invite you to come and watch.
Zeus Carver : You're gonna blow it all up?
Simon Gruber : That's the idea. There are some gentlemen in the Middle East who seem to think that they'll make a great deal of money.
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Zeus Carver : [John commandeers a cab] Listen, I used to drive a cab. The fastest way south is...
[John peels away]
Zeus Carver : Aah!
John McClane : What were you saying?
Zeus Carver : I was saying, I used to drive a cab, and Ninth Avenue was the fastest way south. But we seem to be going east.
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Helicopter Pilot : Hang on, we're going down.
John McClane : Do you see those high-tension wires?
Zeus : Hey, McClane, what the fuck!
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Zeus : [angrily, has to drive to the subway station payphone on time to answer the expected phone call from Simon] It's my lucky fuckin' day!
