Die Hard Quotes

Gail Wallens : Author of "Hostage Terrorist, Terrorist Hostage: A Study in Duality." Dr. Hasseldorf, what can we expect in the next few hours?
Dr. Hasseldorf : Well, Gail, by this time the hostages should be going through the early stages of the Helsinki Syndrome.
Harvey Johnson : As in Helsinki, Sweden.
Dr. Hasseldorf : Finland.

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John McClane : Happy trails, Hans.

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Marco : [ chasing McClane to the end of a conference room table ] You are dog now! No more table! Where are you going, pal? Next time you have a chance to kill someone, don't hesitate.
John McClane : [ McClane shoots Marco through the table ] Thanks for the advice.

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Karl : [ holding a gun to McClane's head, takes his radio ] We are both professionals. This is personal. [ smashes the radio ]

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Fritz : They're using artillery on us!
Hans Gruber : You idiot, it's not the police. It's HIM! [ referring to McClane ]

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John McClane : [ Tying fire hose around his waist ] Oh, John, what the fuck are you doing? How the fuck did you get into this shit?

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John McClane : But, all things being equal, I'd rather be in Philadelphia.

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[ after bad guys hit police ram with rocket ]
Hans Gruber : [ in radio to bad guys ] Hit it, again.
John McClane : [ in radio to Hans ] Hans you motherfucker, you made your point! Let them pull back!
Hans Gruber : [ in radio to McClaine ] Thank you, Mr. Cowboy, I'll take it under advisement. [ to bad guys ]
Hans Gruber : *Hit it, again.*

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John McClane : [ fighting Karl ] You motherfucker, I'm gonna kill you! I'm gonna fuckin' cook you, and I'm gonna fucking eat you!

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Argyle : Just remember that when you sign for the tip.

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John McClane : Got invited to the Christmas party by mistake. Who knew?

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FBI Agent Johnson : [ referring to McClane ] He's inside? Who is he?
Dwayne T. Robinson : Well, he might be a cop. I don't know, we're checking on that.
FBI Special Agent Johnson : One of yours?
Dwayne T. Robinson : No. No way.

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John McClane : These guys are mostly European judging by their clothing labels and... [ long pause ]
John McClane : cigarettes. They're well-financed and very slick.
Sergeant Al Powell : Well, now, how do you know that?
John McClane : I've seen enough phony ID's in my time to recognize that the ones they got must have cost a fortune. Add all that up, I don't know what the fuck it means, but you got some bad-ass perpetrators and they're here to stay.
Sergeant Al Powell : I hear ya, partner. And L.A.'s finest are on it.

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Sergeant Al Powell : [ after the FBI cuts the power to the building ] Well, what are we gonna do now? Arrest them for not paying their electric bill?
FBI Agent Johnson : We've shut them down. We let 'em sweat for a while, then... we give 'em helicopters.
FBI Special Agent Johnson : Right up the ass.

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FBI Special Agent Johnson : Authorization? How about the United States FUCKING government? Lose the grid, or you lose your job.

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Harry Ellis : [ watching the terrorists in deep discussion ] What do you think?
Holly Gennero McClane : Something's wrong.
Harry Ellis : Cops?
Holly Gennero McClane : [ pauses ] John.
Harry Ellis : John? Aw, Christ, he can fuck this whole thing up! What does he think he's doing?
Holly Gennero McClane : His job.
Harry Ellis : Bullshit! His job's three thousand miles away. Without him, we still have a chance we might be able to get outta here.
Holly Gennero McClane : Tell that to Takagi.

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Hans Gruber : The circuits that cannnot be cut are cut automatically in response to a terrorist incident. You asked for miracles, Theo, I give you the FBI.

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Hans Gruber : When they touch down, we'll blow the roof, they'll spend a month sifting through rubble, and by the time they figure out what went wrong, we'll be sitting on a beach, earning twenty percent.

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John McClane : Son of a bitch! Fist with your toes.

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John McClane : Who's driving this car, Stevie Wonder?

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John McClane : [ cops start coming towards the building ] You macho assholes, no, no!

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Harry Ellis : Hans, Bubi, I'm your white knight!

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Theo : [ sees LAPD SWAT armored vehicle approaching ] Wait a minute, wait a minute. What have we here, gentlemen? The police have themselves an RV. Southeast corner.

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John McClane : [ after entering the room where Gruber retains Holly ] Hi, honey.

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Cop : Sir, the FBI is here.
Dwayne T. Robinson : Oh, the FBI is here, now?
Cop : Yes, sir. Right over there.
Dwayne T. Robinson : Hold this. [ straightens his jacket ]
Sergeant Al Powell : Want a breath mint?

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Hans : Mrs. McClane. How nice to make your acquaintance.

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Hans Gruber : And When Alexander saw the breadth of his domain, he wept, for there were no more worlds to conquer.

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John McClane : [ upon seeing Marco arrive, suspense music plays ] Freeze m*th*rf*cker!
Marco : [ panicking ] Oh God! Don't shoot! Don't shoot!
John McClane : Drop the gun!
Marco : [ starts to do so ] Ok! But don't shoot! Don't shoot!
John McClane : Put it on the ground!
Marco : [ still doing so but very slowly ] I know! But don't shoot! Don't shoot!
Heinrich : [ music changes to a climatic theme as Heinrich comes in ] Marco duck!
John McClane : [ easily shoots Heinrich but Marco manages to take cover. John then hides under a long conference table ]
Marco : [ after a quick scene change Marco is on the table shooting it as he walks down it ] You a dog now. Where you going pal? Soon there will be no more table. [ empties his clip and jams a fresh one in ]
Marco : Next time you have a chance to kill someone, don't hesitate. [ prepares to start shooting again when... ]
John McClane : [ fires upwards several times riddling Marco with bullets. Marco drops dead on the table with bullets and wood splinters in him ] Thanks for the advice, pal.

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John McClane : [ Getting out a pack of cigarettes ] Do you smoke?
Hans Gruber : [ while mimicing a hostage ] Yeah. [ McClane hands him the pack of cigarettes ]
Hans Gruber : Thanks. Now, you don't work for Nakatomi, and you're not one of them.
John McClane : I'm a cop from New York.
Hans Gruber : New York?
John McClane : Yeah. I got invieted to the Christmas party by mistake. Who knew. [ laughs ]
John McClane : Better being caught with your pants down, huh? I'm John McClane, and you are?
Hans Gruber : [ Quickly thinks of a name which he got from a nearby Bulletin board ] Clay. Bill Clay.
John McClane : [ Takes out his handgun ] You now how to use a handgun, Bill?
Hans Gruber : I spent a weekend at a combat ranch. You know where they shoot red paint, but it sounds stupid to you.
John McClane : Well, time for the real thing, Bill. All you gotta do is pull the trigger.

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Harry Ellis : I hope I'm not interrupting anything.
Hans Gruber : What does he want?
Harry Ellis : It's not what I want, it's what I can give you. [ Comes in ]
Harry Ellis : Well, I've watched 60 Minutes, and I'm saying to myself, they're motivated, they're happening, I.E. they want something. Maybe it's because you're pissed off or maybe it's the jockies, it's none of my business.
Hans Gruber : Very good, you've figured it out already.
Harry Ellis : Hey, business is business. You use a gun, I use a fountain pen what's the difference? Let's put it in my terms, you're in a hostile takeover, you snatch us up for some green mail, but you're not expecting some poison pill to be running around the building, am I right? Hans, *booby* I'm your white knight.
Hans Gruber : [ Looking puzzled ] I must have missed 60 Minutes. What are you saying?
Harry Ellis : You know that guy that's fucking things up upstairs, [ sits down ]
Harry Ellis : *I* can give him to you. [ Grins ]

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