Paul Sorvino movie quotes

View Quote Change is good. I have seen the future, and it's Future Tech Industries.

View Quote [phones Nick] Nick, that football headed kid and his little pals have a copy of the document on videotape and they're headed uptown right now with it on city bus #13. Get 'em!

View Quote Life is just a bowl of cherries.

View Quote Ashes. Dust. My children were a bust. They shall inherit nothing. No. No! My legacy is too great to throw away on ingrates. Nathan Wallace had potential - 'til he stole my Marni away! In denial, Nathan blamed himself for Marni's sudden death and never once thought to suspect the man who wrote his checks! I guess I'll take it to my death!

View Quote [Rotti is at the graveyard in front of Marni's tomb] Marni, it's Rotti. You never should have left me! I would have given you the world. It's been difficult to see you after what you put me through - you forced my hand and made me do...! Well, it looks like I'll be joining you! It seems the man who cured the globe cannot stop his own extinction...but I can go out with a bang!

View Quote Maggots! Vermin! They want the world for nothing. Commence your groveling: Rotti, your king, is dying. Even Rotti Largo cannot prevent this passing. Who will inherit GeneCo? I'll keep those vultures guessing!

View Quote [as the FBI catch Sinclair's SA commandos and Cliff blasts off nearby, picks up Tommy gun] Lousy Krauts, let 'em have it!! [opens fire]

View Quote [at the Griffith Observatory, Cliff is forced at gunpoint to give Neville Sinclair his rocket pack and spare Jenny's life]
Cliff Secord: What's it like working for a Nazi, Eddie? Huh? He pay you in dollars or deutschmarks?
Eddie Valentine: [to Sinclair] What's he talking about?
Secord: Oh I got it straight from the Feds, Eddie. Nazi spy ring, flying commandos, the works.
Neville Sinclair: [laughs] Kid's been flying where the air is too thin.
Jenny Blake: Ask him about the secret room. Ask him about the Germans on the radio.
Valentine henchman: [points Tommy gun at Lothar] Relax, Frankenstein. You ain't bullet proof.
Valentine: Talk fast, Sinclair.
Secord: You tell him, Eddie.
Valentine: [to Cliff] Shut up!
Sinclair: Come on, Eddie, I'm paying you well. Does it matter who I work for?
Valentine: It matters to me. I may not make an honest buck, but I'm a hundred percent American. And I don't work for no two-bit Nazi. [points pistol at him and the mobsters follow] Let her go.
Sinclair: [laughs] Sturm-Abteilung, angreifen!!! [SA commandos appear out of the bushes]