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Maurice "Snoopy" Miller
: [realizing his gun is empty, as Foley points one at him
] You don't have an extra clip I can use, do you? Jack Foley
: No, I don't. Maurice "Snoopy" Miller
: You ain't never shot a gun before, have you? Jack Foley
: Not until recently, no. Maurice "Snoopy" Miller
: You nervous? Jack Foley
: A little, yeah. Maurice "Snoopy" Miller
: You know, in a situation like this, there's a high potentiality for the common motherfucker to bitch out. Jack Foley
: So I figure, why take a chance?
[pulls the trigger
: It's like seeing someone for the first time, and you look at each other for a few seconds, and there's this kind of recognition like you both know something. Next moment the person's gone, and it's too late to do anything about it.
: Is this your first time being robbed?
] Jack Foley
: You're doing great.
: I know a guy who walks into a bank with a little glass bottle. He tells everyone it's nitroglycerine. He scores some money off the teller, walks out. On his way out, the bottle breaks, he slips on it and knocks himself out. The "nitro" was Canola oil. I know more fucked-up bank robbers than ones who know what they're doing. I doubt if one in twenty could tell you where the dye pack is. Most bank robbers are fucking morons.
: Alright, now I can say that I fucked a U.S. marshal. Do you think I will?
: Where's your sunglasses? Did somebody finally step on them for you?
: Hey! Sign says "shut the fuck up," or can't you fellas read?
[points to a sign that says "Quiet Please"
] Maurice "Snoopy" Miller
: The fuck you talkin' to man? You got a problem over there, Foley? Jack Foley
: Yeah, I got a problem: this is the dumbest fuckin' shakedown in the history of dumb shakedowns. Five hundred bucks for a pillow?
: Give me a minute to talk to Buddy. Maurice "Snoopy" Miller
: You got two minutes, that's all. Make up your mind, Foley. Jack Foley
: I wasn't asking permission.
[Snoopy's prison bodyguard, Himey, threatens Jack
] Jack Foley
: Uh oh. Maurice "Snoopy" Miller
: You're fucked up now, man. That's Himey. Protege of mine. Ranked number thirty-two in the federal prison system. Jack Foley
: Thirty-two? Maurice "Snoopy" Miller
: That's right. Jack Foley
: Outta what? Twenty?
: What kind of name is Hejira? Hejira
: It's Islamic. Jack Foley
: What's it mean? Hejira
: The Hejira was Mohammed's flight from Mecca in 632. Brothers in Leavenworth gave me that name. Jack Foley
: You were in Leavenworth? Hejira
: For a time. Jack Foley
: What's that mean? Hejira
: Means, when the time came, I left. Jack Foley
: You broke out? Hejira
: I prefer to think of it as an exodus from an undesirable place.
: What's in this can? Karen Sisco
: That's for your breath. You could use it. Squirt some in your mouth. Jack Foley
: Yeah, well that's mace, isn't it?
: You'd be surprised about what you can get, if you ask for it the right way.
: Fuck, fuck, fuck! Cops
: I think you flooded it. Jack Foley
: Wanna hear a funny story? Cops
: Shut up and get out of the car!
: Oh, that's right, you have my wallet. Why don't you come by the house, you can drop it off? Jack Foley
: Sure, I'll leave it with the S.W.A.T. guy who answers the door.
: Take your sunglasses off. Glenn Michaels
: I see better with 'em on, man. Jack Foley
: You don't take them off, I'm gonna throw them off the overpass while they're still on your head. Go wait in the car. Glenn Michaels
: Um, we're in civilization now so you can ease up just a little bit. Jack Foley
: I'm sorry! I'd like you to wait in the car please. Take her, put her in the back. Glenn Michaels
: Okay... in the trunk? Jack Foley
: IN THE BACKSEAT! IN THE BACKSEAT!
: You're not dumb. Jack Foley
: [starts to say something, then laughs
] Well, I don't know. You can't do three falls and say you have much of a brain.
: You think there's a Hell? Jack Foley
: Yeah, it's called the Glades Correctional Institute. I'm sure as shit not going back there, or anyplace like it. Buddy Bragg
: Oh, they put a gun on you, you'll go. Jack Foley
: They put a gun on you, you still have a choice.
[while eavesdropping on Miller trying to shakedown Ripley
] Jack Foley
: Five hundred bucks for a pillow? Maurice "Snoopy" Miller
: That's right. Richard Ripley
: [to Foley
] It does seem a little high, doesn't it? Maurice "Snoopy" Miller
: Shut up, Dick.
[eavesdropping on Maurice trying to shakedown Ripley
] Jack Foley
: If you're smart, Ripley, you'll tell this guy to fuck off. Richard Ripley
[Maurice gives him a threatening stare
] Richard Ripley
: Well, I - I - I don't know. Jack Foley
: First of all, if he kills you, then he's gonna get nothin'. Maurice "Snoopy" Miller
: Well, uh, the man don't just have to die, Foley. I mean, he could accidentally hurt himself falling down on something real hard, you know. Like a shiv, or my dick. Richard Ripley
: [whispers to Foley
] I'll pay. I'll pay it. Don't worry. Jack Foley
: If he falls on anything, Snoop, then they're transfer his ass outta here faster than you can throw a fight, and you're still gonna get nothin'. Maurice "Snoopy" Miller
: You know, last time I checked, man, this shit over here ain't got nothin' to do with you, Foley. Why don't you go outside man? Smoke a cigarette or some shit? Jack Foley
: I don't smoke.
: You think I'll shoot you? Jack Foley
: If you don't someone else will. Karen Sisco
: Put the gun down. Jack Foley
: I'm not going back. Karen Sisco
: Jack please don't make me do this. Put the gun down. Jack Foley
: No more timeouts.
: I'm sale rep, and I came her to call on a customer, but they gave me a hard time, because I'm a girl. Jack Foley
: Is that how you think of yourself? Karen Sisco
: As a sales rep? Jack Foley
: As a girl...
: I was supposed to leave last night with the lady Marshall, but for some reason she wanted to wait. Jack Foley
: She did, huh? Hejira
: I guess it's cheaper taking two of us down there in one van. Jack Foley
: Could be. Or maybe she thought we had a lot to talk about. Hejira
: Really? Like what? Jack Foley
: I don't know. Long ride to Florida...