I was born to murder the world.
Made it, Ma! Top of the world!
Mother of mercy, is this the end of Rico?
Rosebud.
A naked American man stole my balloons.
Oh, you like balloons? Here, take mine!
Very impressive. I’d have let go by now.
We have three days, at best, before the helium leaks out of those balloons. And if we’re not at the falls when that happens… we’re not getting to the falls.
Three days is not forever!
On a clear day, you can see forever and ever and ever and ever more.
How can I be out of danger if I’m not dead?
These drug cartels represent a clear and present danger to the national security of the United States.
Christ, you work in a convenience store, Dante! And badly, I might add! I work in a shitty video store, badly as well.
SAS could take out any one of these camps in under two minutes. Kill everybody there and be gone before the echo fades.
In and out, like a duck mating.
Just because she likes the same bizzaro crap you do doesn’t mean she’s your soul mate.
She hate me!
Yeah, well, he snores, which was a problem, um, but we solved it.
You are a sad, strange little man. And you have my pity.
Even a man who is pure at heart and says his prayers by night…