Emma Thompson: Agent O

Men in Black³

Agent O

Agent J: There's no such thing as time travel.
Agent O: Well, there is.
Agent J: No. There's not. Because if there were, a class-one senior agent such as myself would have been made aware of it, wouldn't he have?
Agent O: Were it not classified and way above his pay grade.
Agent J: You know what? I need a pay raise.

[from trailer]
Agent J: I'm looking for K, have you seen him? Sort of a surly, older gentleman, smiles like this...
[J makes a poker face]
Agent O: K's been dead for over forty years.

[Z's eulogy]
Agent K: I worked for Zed for over 40 years, and in all that time he never invited me to dinner. Heve never asked to me to his house to watch a game. He never shared a single detail of his personal life. Thank you.
Agent O: Thank you, Agent K. That was very moving.
Agent J: That was your eulogy?
Agent K: He was a good man.
Agent O: Ladies, gentlemen, other life forms, when I told the Felucian Zyglot about Zed's passing, she said something that I'm going to repeat. And I'm paraphrasing. Ahem.
[starts screeching in an alien tongue]
Agent O: That's just so Zed.

Agent O: Somehow history has been rewritten. There has to be a reason this is happening, and K seems to be in the center of it.

Young Agent: Chocolate milk, sir?
Agent J: Where you been man, it's like a hour ago!
Agent O: Wait, how long have you been craving chocolatized dairy products?
Agent J: Just today.
Agent O: Are you experiencing headaches, dizziness, loss of balance?
Agent J: [nodding] Mmm Hmm
Agent O: Agitation, depression?
Agent J: Hell yeah!
Agent O: There are only 2 possibilities, 1 is you've been bitten by the horvatian brain tick and could die in horrible agony at any moment...
Agent J: [O slaps J hard in the face] Aaaaahhh!
Agent O: Damn it... . it's not the tick!
Agent J: Damn it, it's not the tick? It's something worse than the tick?

Agent J: I used to play a game with my dad called "catch", except I would just throw the ball and it'd hit the wall, 'cause he wasn't there.
Agent K: Don't bad mouth your old man!
Agent J: I'm not bad mouthing him, I just didn't really know him.
Agent K: [looking around the restaurant] It's not right...
Agent J: You damn right, it's not right. A little boy needs a father.
Agent K: Table 1 hasn't ordered a thing, table 3 over there just drank his 4th cup of duck sauce.
Agent O: [over the phone] K, the crashed ship from this morning was stolen from...
Agent K: LunarMax Prison, Boris the Animal.
Agent O: How did you know...?
Agent K: He always had a taste for spikey bulba. Give us a minute, will you Chief?
Agent J: We're in a situation...
Agent K: [sighs] Yeah... I'll take the chloropod, you take the taranbee and the hydronian over there, I'll take whoever is in the kitchen and meet you on the street.
Agent J: This is a very confusing time in my life.

Agent O: There was a spree of time-travel in the 1960s. It caused issues all over the continuum! So we imprisoned its handler, Obadiah Price, and had it wiped out completely.