I’m hard to get, Steve. All you have to do is ask me.
I appreciate this whole seduction thing you’ve got going on here, but let me give you a tip: I’m a sure thing.
Take me, I’m yours!
Success is no fun unless you share it with someone.
Great. I haven’t felt this good since I overthrew the government of Chile.
Oh, shit; I’m a Colombian drug lord!
I been smoking since I was born, man, I can smoke anything, man. You know like I smoke that Michoacán, and Acapulco Gold, man.
If you guys wanna go home, go ahead. But that gold, that’s the only dream I’ve got left.
I think I’ll go to sleep and dream about piles of gold getting bigger and bigger and bigger.
Will I dream?
A dream is a wish your heart makes when you’re fast asleep.
The trick is to combine your waking rational abilities with the infinite possibilities of your dreams. Because, if you can do that, you can do anything.
You, beginner luck.
Great, kid! Don’t get cocky.
Too late.
It worries me so when he stops his heart this way. It’s over three hours, isn’t it?
How can you miss me? I’m easy to find. I’m the guy with two hearts, remember?
Couldn’t you have done it sooner?
My dear, here we must run as fast as we can, just to stay in place. And if you wish to go anywhere you must run twice as fast as that.
Run, Forrest! Run!