Die Hard

Die Hard quotes

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Hans Gruber
John McClane
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[Holding Karl in a headlock while beating him] I'm gonna kill you, I'm gonna ****in' cook you, and I'm gonna ****in' eat you!


I am going to count to three, there will not be a four. Give me the code.

Dwayne: We don't know shit, Powell. If there's hostages in there, how come no-one's come to us with ransom demands? If there's terrorists in there, where's their list of demands? All we know is that whoever shot your car up is probably the same silly son-of-a-bitch you've been talking to on that radio.
Al: Excuse me, sir! But what about the body that fell out the window?
Dwayne: Well who knows? Maybe some stockbroker — got depressed...

Hans: Mr. Mystery Guest? Are you still there?
John: Yeah, I'm still here. Unless you wanna open the front door for me.
Hans: Uh, no I'm afraid not. But you have me at a loss. You know my name but who are you? Just another American who saw too many movies as a child? Another orphan of a bankrupt culture who thinks he's John Wayne? Rambo? Marshall Dillon?
John: Was always kinda' partial to Roy Rogers actually. I really dig those sequined shirts.
Hans: Do you really think you have a chance against us, Mister Cowboy?
John: Yippee-ki-yay, mother****er.

Mr. Takagi, I could talk about men's fashion and industrialization all day but I'm afraid work must intrude, and my associate Theo has some questions for you, sort of fill in the blanks questions...

Hans: Attention, Cowboy. Attention. Or should I call you Mr. McClane? Mr. Officer John McClane of the New York Police Department?
John: Sister Teresa called me Mr. McClane in the Third Grade. My friends call me John... and you're neither, shithead.

Sgt. Al Powell: The man is hurting! He's alone, he's tired, he hasn't seen diddly squat from anyone down here... and you're going to stand there and tell me that he's going to give a damn about what you do to him, if he makes it out of there alive? Why don't you wake up and smell what you shovel'n?

Convenience Store Clerk: I thought you guys just ate doughnuts.
Al: Heh. They're for my wife.
Clerk: [sarcastically] Yeah.
Al: She's pregnant.
Clerk: Yeah.
Al: Bag it.
Clerk: Big time.

[Recalling his wife's invitation as he crawls through a narrow ventilation shaft] "Come out to the coast, we'll get together, have a few laughs...Now I know what a TV dinner feels like."

Hans: I thought I told all of you, I want radio silence until further...
John: Ooooh, I'm very sorry Hans. I didn't get that memo. Maybe you should've put it on the bulletin board. I figured since I've waxed Tony and Marco and his friend here, I figured you and Karl and Franco might be a little lonely, so I decided to give you a call.
Hans: Eh, that's... very kind of you, considering you are a mysterious party crasher. You are most troublesome, for a security guard.
John: Bzzzt. Sorry Hans, wrong guess. Would you like to go for Double Jeopardy where the scores can really change?

Dwayne: [Watching as Hans Gruber falls to his death from the building] God, I hope that's not a hostage!

[As he pushes a chair loaded with plastic explosives into the elevator shaft] Geronimo, mother****er!

[Last lines]
John: Merry Christmas, Argyle.
Argyle: Merry Christmas. [To himself] Man, if this is their idea of Christmas, I gotta be here for New Year's!

Special Agent Johnson: [on phone] Hello, this is Agent Johnson... No, the other one.

[Reading what McClane wrote on the dead terrorist's shirt] Now I have a machine gun. Ho... ho... ho.