('Dazed after being booted in the head') Which one of y'all just kicked me?

(Outtakes) They must not go to bla...(Carter) You right man, let's go tell'em. (The Carter leaves)

(When instructed to flash Carter's badge and photo ID to a group of gangsters) This won't work. I no 6' 1.

Cab Driver: (points a gun at Lee and Carter) Okay, who the hell are you?
Carter: Hey man look, FBI ? (shows his badge)
Lee: Oh, um...I'm policeman! I'm just showing him how to take a gun from a suspect.

Carter: Hey man, you seen a little Asian dude about this tall with a steering wheel on his arm?
Secret Service guy: Go screw yourself.
Carter: What did you say?
Secret Service guy: Go screw yourself.
Carter: You get your sensitive ass up there and let me in!

Lee: I am not responsible for your assumption.
Carter: You full of shit, you understand me, you full of shit.
Lee: Not being able to speak is not the same as not speaking. You seem as if you like to talk. I like to let people talk who like to talk. It makes it easier to find out how full of shit they are.
Carter: What the hell did you just say? "I let people talk, blah blah blah" so I'm the one full of shit?
Lee: We both full of shit.
Carter: You full of shit.

Lee:[Singing "War"] What is it good for? Absolutely nothing. Say it again you all.
Carter: It's not "you all" its "y'all".
Lee: Yahl?
Carter: Y'all!
Lee: Yaal!
Carter: Man you sound like a karate movie. Y'all!

Sang: The drop will be made tonight. The amount will be fifty million dollars.
Carter: Fifty million dollars?! Man, who do you think you got? Chelsea Clinton?
Sang: I want twenty million in fifties.
Carter: Okay, twenty million in fifties.
Sang: Twenty million in twenties.
Carter: Okay, twenty million in twenties.
Sang: And ten million in tens.
Carter: Ten million in tens. Okay. Want any fries with that?

[Carter and Chen board a flight to China]
Carter: Man, how long is this flight?
Chen: Fifteen hours.
Carter: Fifteen hours? What are we gonna do for fifteen hours?
[Chen shrugs, then puts on headphones]
Chen: (singing) Huh!
Carter: (Carter turns in horror)
Chen: (singing) War! Uh! Good God "yaw."
Carter: Aw, hell no! Stewardess, get me another seat! Stewardess!

[Chinese food seller handing Carter some Chinese food.]
Carter: Damn Chen, some greasy shit? You aint got no better food like some chicken wings, some baby back-ribs, some fries or something?
Chen: Chinese food! No soul food here!
Carter: I ain't say nothing about no soul food. I said ain't you got some better food? I don't want that greasy shit. How you gonna sell a big box of grease?
Chen: Fung geneo bunkwain.
Carter: I'm a chilly what?
Chen: I'm no punk bitch!
Carter: I aint no punk bitch either!
Chen: I'm no punk bitch!

Outtakes (After Tucker messed up three times after trying to say 'Thank You' in Mandrian)
Chan: (Laughing and says to the camera) See! How difficult is that!? My ENGLISH?! He even cannot say three words of Chinese! Now you know how I feel! (then laughs while showing two peace signs)

Do you understand the words that are coming out of my mouth?

Freeze! LAPD! (Drops Carter's Badge)

I ain't gonna kill you this time, I'm just gonna kick your ASS!

I don't care about him. I don't care about you. I care about the little girl.