True Lies (1994) Poster


Arnold Schwarzenegger: Harry Tasker



  • Helen Tasker : Have you ever killed anyone?

    Harry : Yeah, but they were all bad.

  • [Harry is under the influence of a truth serum,in private room located on a deserted island] 

    Samir : Is there anything you'd like to tell me before we start?

    Harry : Yeah. I'm going to kill you pretty soon.

    Samir : I see. How, exactly?

    Harry : First I'm going to use you as a human shield. Then I'm going to kill this guard over here with the Patterson trocar on the table. And then I was thinking about breaking your neck.

    Samir : And what makes you think you can do all that?

    Harry : You know my handcuffs?

    Samir : Mmm-hmm.

    Harry : [holds up his hands]  I picked them.

    [Samir gasps. Harry springs up from his chair and grabs Samir, using him as a shield while he kills the guard, then breaks Samir's neck] 

  • [while preparing to fire a Harrier missile, from which Salim Abu Aziz is hanging from] 

    Harry : [presses the button]  You're fired!

  • Harry : [holding Simon at the edge of an aquaduct]  Son of a bitch, Did you think you can elude us forever, Carlos, huh?

    Simon : Hey, you got the wrong guy! My name's Simon! Just let me go. There's no need to kill me. I haven't seen your...

    [Harry and Gib remove their masks] 

    Simon : face. No, no, no I didn't see it, I didn't see it!

    [realizes that it is Harry] 

    Simon : Oh, it's you! Hey, you still interested in that 'Vette at all?

    Gib : Hey, Carlos? Game's over. Your career as an international terrorist is well documented.

    Simon : No...

    Gib : -Oh, yeah.

    Simon : No...

    Gib : Oh, yeah!

    Simon : No!

    Gib : OH, YEAH!

    Simon : No, I sell cars! That's all! C'mon, I'm not a terrorist. I'm actually a complete coward, if I ever saw a gun, I'd...

    Harry : [Harry takes his gun out and points it in Simon's face] 

    Simon : [Whining and pleading]  Oh God, no, please don't kill me. I'm not a spy. I'm nothing. I'm navel lint! I have to lie to women to get laid, and I don't score much. I got a little dick, it's pathetic!

    [Harry and Gib gave Simon a weird look, then Simon pees his pants] 

    Simon : Wha, uh, oh God. Would a spy pee himself, huh? Please, I'm not worth a bullet. Oh, mercy sir!

    Harry : [Disgusted]  Get the fuck out of here. Just go, just beat it.

    Simon : No, no, as soon as I turn, you're gonna shoot me! You're gonna shoot me, you're gonna shoot me, you're gonna shoot me!

    Gib : [Gib and Harry get into their van]  Get lost, dipshit.

    [fires a few rounds into the ground near Simon] 

  • Simon : [hitting on a woman at the party]  Here, let me pour you some more champaigne. I gotta keep up the waiter bit, these stakeouts can be a little tricky you know, you never know if things can explode to a life or death situation, just stay low and I'll contact you later. Maybe you should give me your tele...

    Harry : [puts his hand in Simon]  So, we meet again Carlos.

    Helen Tasker : [puts her lipstick case under Simon's chin]  Honey, I'm gonna do him right here.

    Harry : [proudly]  Go for it.

    Simon : Oh god.

    [pees in his pants] 

    Helen Tasker : Fear is not an option.

    [Simon runs out of the party nervously screaming] 

  • Simon : [in a Chinese restaurant]  Did you read the papers yesterday?

    Helen Tasker : [whispers]  Yes.

    Simon : Sometimes a story's a mask for a covert operation. See "Two men killed in a restroom and two unidentified men in a running shootout ending at the Marriot."

    Helen Tasker : That was you.

    Harry Tasker : [listening to their conversation with Gib] 

    Simon : You see...

    Harry Tasker : [whispers to Gib]  That was me.

    Simon : You're very good. You recognize my style. You're a natural at this.

    Gib : The guy's a fake, man. He's taking credit for our moves.

    Helen Tasker : What happened?

    Simon : Hardly worth talking about. Two of them won't bother me again.

    Gib : Unbelievable!

    Helen Tasker : You chased one?

    Simon : Something came over me. I just had to nail this guy no matter what the risk. Pretty hairy. I thought he had me a couple of times. But I can't take credit.

    Helen Tasker : Why not?

    Simon : It's the training. It shapes you into a lethal instrument. You react in a microsecond without thinking.

    Gib : [laughing]  I'm startin' to like this guy.

    [Harry gives him a mean look] 

    Gib : [gets serious]  We still gotta kill him. That's a given. You know.

  • [Salim Abu Aziz reveals a nuclear weapon] 

    Salim Abu Aziz : Do you know what this is?

    Harry : I know what this is...

    [Salim smiles] 

    Harry : This is an espresso machine.

    [Salim frowns] 

    Harry : No, no wait. It's a snow cone maker.

    [Salim approaches Harry] 

    Harry : Is it a water heater?

  • Harry : [driving in their SUV]  You tell on me, I tell on you.

    Gib : What are you talking about, I'm as clean as a preacher's sheets. I'm as clean as...

    Harry : What about that time you blew a six-week operation because you were too busy getting a blow job?

    Gib : You knew about that?

    Harry : Uh-huh.

  • Gib : [over radio]  All right twinkle toes, what's your exit strategy?

    Harry : I'm gonna walk right out of the front gate.

    Gib : [over radio]  Ballsy. Stupid but ballsy.

  • Simon : [trying to sell Harry a Corvette with Simon driving]  You see, it's not just a car. It's a total image. An identity you have to go for. This isn't some high-tech sports car. Tell you the truth, it doesn't even handle that great. But that's not the idea, is it? What are we talking about here? Pussy, right?

    Harry : [fake laughs]  Absolutely.

    Simon : Let's face it, Harry. The 'Vette gets 'em wet.

  • Harry : [referring to Helen]  So who are you working on right now?

    Simon : I always got a few on the line. But there's this one chick I got right now. I got her panting like a dog. Its great.

    Harry : What does she do?

    Simon : Some sort of legal secretary. Married to some boring jerk.

    Harry : Married to some boring jerk.

    Simon : Aww, but she could be so hot if she wanted to. She's like all these babes, you get their pilot lit, they could suck start a leafblower. And she's got the most incredible body too and a pair of titties that make you wanna stand up and beg for buttermilk. Ass like a ten year old boy! AHAHAHAHA!

    Simon : [Harry punches him in the face instantly breaking Simon's neck and the daydream ends]  AHAHAHAHAHA!

  • Harry : [over the radio, riding in the middle of a park]  Make it quick because my horse is getting tired.

    Gib : [over the radio]  Your horse?

  • [Harry has just returned from Helen's office and is shell-shocked] 

    Harry : Helen... Helen...

    Gib : Helen...?

    Harry : Helen...

    Gib : It's got something to do with Helen, I'm guessing.

    Harry : Helen...

    Harry : [on the sidewalk next to their SUV]  Helen... is having an affair!

    Gib : [hugs him]  Welcome to the club, man!

  • Simon : [leaning on Simon's corvette, having lunch]  Okay, just ask yourself: What do women really want? You take these bored housewives, married to the same guy for years, they're stuck in a rut, then need some release! Promise of adventure, a hint of danger. I create that for them.

    Harry : So basically, your lying your ass off the whole time. See, I can't do that.

    Simon : What are you, a boy scout? No, no, no, think of it as playing a role as fantasy. I mean, you got to work on their dreams. Get them out of their daily surburban grind for a few hours.

    Harry : But what about their husbands?

    Simon : Dickless! I mean, let's face it, if they took care of business, I'd be out of business! You know what I mean?


    Harry : [fake laughs]  Those idiots!

  • Harry : [Loopy from the truth serum he's been given, in private room located on a deserted island]  Ask me a question I would normally lie to.

    Helen Tasker : [panicky]  Are we gonna die?

    Harry : Yep!

    Helen Tasker : I'd say it's working.

    Harry : They're gonna shoot us in the head or they gonna torture us to death or they gonna leave us here when the bomb blows up...

    Helen Tasker : Harry!

  • [about Harry's daughter, just having entered the fake computer company] 

    Gib : Do you think she's still a virgin?

    Harry : Dont be ridiculous, she's only - -what is she now?

    Gib : She's fourteen!

    Harry : She's fourteen years old!

    Gib : Yeah, and her little hormones are going off like a car alarm.

  • Harry : [talking through microphones and speakers]  The code name of your assignment will be... Boris. And your code name will be...

    Helen Tasker : [hopeful]  Natasha?

    Harry : No... Doris.

  • Gib : [on the floor of the fake computer company]  Care to tango?

    Faisil : Yes, I would.

    Harry : [they start dancing]  Assholes.

  • [Harry is commandeering a Harrier to rescue his daughter] 

    Gib : Harry, do you realize it has, in fact, been 10 years since you've been behind the wheel of one of these things?

    Harry Tasker : If I break it, they can take it outta my pay.

  • Harry : Well, you see, this is the problem with terrorists. They're really inconsiderate when it comes to people's schedules.

  • Party Guard : [on the driveway of the castle]  Can I see your invitation?

    Harry : [takes out a cigarette case and presses a button on it]  Sure, here's my invitation.

    [blows shed sky-high] 

  • Harry : [Harry is reading the tapped phone conversations from Helen, notices something, and quickly pulls the car over to the side of the road and up onto the curb] 

    Gib : [getting out of the passenger side]  My turn to drive?

    Harry : Give me the page!

    Gib : What?

    Harry : This jumps from page 9 to page 11, where's page 10?

    Gib : [looks at paper]  Must be a typo.

    Harry : [shouts, breaks the window with his bare fist]  Give me the goddamn page!

    Harry : ok

    [Gib looks at the window, and quickly grabs page 10 from his coat] 

    Harry : OK.

  • Gib : [to Harry, who thinks his wife is having an affair]  Hey, Harry. Listen, Helen still loves you. You know, she just wants to bang this guy for a while. You know? It's nothing serious. You'll get used to it soon...

    Harry : [slams him up against a car]  Stop cheering me up!

  • Harry : [viewing Aziz and his behind the railing on one of the upper balconies,trying to translate for Helen what Aziz is saying]  In 90 minutes, the holy fire, will light up the skies.

    [the terrorists are covering the nuclear warhead with an american flag and cement] 

    Harry : We will tell the the whole world, that we speak, the truth. No force can stop us now, we're cool, we're badasses, blah, blah, blah.

    Helen Tasker : Honey, if we're on an island, why are they using trucks?

    Harry : We must be in the Florida Keys. These are the islands that have highways that connect the islands to the mainland.

    Helen Tasker : There's no borders, no customs. They can go anywhere in the U.S. They're will be no one to stop them.

    Harry : But, us. Here take this

    [hands Helen an Uzi] 

    Helen Tasker : [nervously]  Oh, shit.

  • [Harry returns to the van after escaping the castle] 

    Harry : Hi guys.

    Gib : Well that worked real good. Right out the old front gate.

    Harry : Can you lean back a second...

    [Harry shoots two remaining pursuers] 

  • Harry : [translating the terrorist celebrations for Helen]  ... We're cool, we're badasses, blah, blah, blah.

  • Harry : Put a tap on her phone.

    Gib : What are you talking about? I already did that.

    Harry : I'm talking about Helen's. Put a tap on her office line and the line to my house. Do it NOW.

    Gib : Okay. All right. Just come over her. Sounds great. I just wanna ask you about something.

    [takes him aside] 

    Gib : I got two words to describe that idea, in-sane. An unauthorized wire tap is a felony, pard...

    Harry : [slams him up against the wall]  And we're doing it twenty times a day! So don't give me that crap.

  • Harry : [to Juno, on her private plane]  There *is* no us, you psychopathic bitch!

  • [Harry lights up a cigarette and starts coughing] 

    Gib : [over the radio]  Dickhead.

    Harry : [over the radio, walking on the street]  Blow me.

  • [Harry sticks an unconscious terrorist's head in a bathroom urinal and flushes it] 

    Harry Tasker : Cool off.

  • Harry : [regrettably to Helen]  What can I say? I'm a spy.

  • Harry : [speaking to the horse]  What the hell were you thinking? I had the guy, and you let him get away. Look at me when I talk to you. What kind of a cop are you anyway?

  • Harry Tasker : [Harry is chasing Salim through the city. He comes across a police officer riding a horse]  Federal officer in pursuit of suspect!

    Harry Tasker : [knocks the officer off his horse]  Sorry.

    Police Officer : [getting up off the ground as Harry rides off]  Hey!

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