Yippee-ki-yay, mother****er.
Die Hard (1988) · 66 quotes
Most-quoted character in Die Hard (1988): in 32 of its 66 quotes
Most scenes with: Hans Gruber (7)
Nine million terrorists in the world and I gotta kill one with feet smaller than my sister.
More lines from John McClane
14 quotesDrop it, dickhead!
Why the **** didn't you stop them, John? Because then you'd be dead, too, asshole!
"Come out to the coast, we'll get together, have a few laughs...Now I know what a TV dinner feels like."
I got invited to the Christmas party by mistake. Who knew?
I promise I will never even think about going up in a tall building again. Oh, God. Please don't let me die.
Take this under advisement, jerkweed.
Happy trails, Hans.
Welcome to the party, pal.
Geronimo, mother****er!
Oh, John, what the **** are you doing? How the **** did you get into this shit?
You should have heard your brother squeal when I broke his ****in' neck!
I'm gonna kill you, I'm gonna ****in' cook you, and I'm gonna ****in' eat you!
"No **** shit, lady, does it sound like I'm ordering a pizza?"
Scenes with John McClane
17 scenesYou don't like flying, do you?
What gives you that idea?
You want to know the secret to surviving air travel? After you get where you're going, take off your shoes and your socks then walk around on the rug bare foot and make fists with your toes.
Fists with your toes?
I know, it sounds crazy. Trust me, I've been doing it for nine years. Yessir, better than a shower and a hot cup of coffee.
Okay.
It's okay. I'm a cop. Trust me, I've been doing this for eleven years.
You throw quite a party. I didn't realize they celebrated Christmas in Japan.
Hey, we're flexible. Pearl Harbor didn't work out so we got you with tape decks.
Mayday, Mayday, Emergency anyone copy, Channel Nine, terrorists have seized the Nakatomi Building, Century City, I repeat, unknown number of terrorists, six or more armed with automatic weapons on the thirtieth floor of Nakatomi Plaza.
I'll take this.
Somebody answer me, goddamn it!
This freqency is reserved for emergency communications...
No **** shit, lady! Do I sound like I'm ordering a pizza!?
I thought I told all of you, I want radio silence until further...
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.
Eh, that's... very kind of you, considering you are a mysterious party crasher. You are most troublesome, for a security guard.
Bzzzt. Sorry Hans, wrong guess. Would you like to go for Double Jeopardy where the scores can really change?
Who are you then?
Just a fly in the ointment, Hans. The monkey in the wrench. The pain in the ass.
Mr. Mystery Guest? Are you still there?
Yeah, I'm still here. Unless you wanna open the front door for me.
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?
Was always kinda' partial to Roy Rogers actually. I really dig those sequined shirts.
Do you really think you have a chance against us, Mister Cowboy?
Yippee-ki-yay, mother****er.
This time John Wayne does not walk off into the sunset with Grace Kelly.
That was Gary Cooper, asshole.
Attention, Cowboy. Attention. Or should I call you Mr. McClane? Mr. Officer John McClane of the New York Police Department?
Sister Teresa called me Mr. McClane in the Third Grade. My friends call me John... and you're neither, shithead.
Is the building on fire?
No, but it's gonna need a paint job and a shit load of screen doors.
You an American?
Only if New Jersey counts.
I got a hundred people down here and they're all covered in glass.
Glass? Who gives a shit about glass? Who the **** is this?
This is Deputy Chief Dwayne T. Robinson, and I am in charge here.
Oh you're in charge? Well I got news for you *Dwayne*, from up here it doesn't look like you're in charge of jack shit.
You listen to me you little asshole—!
Asshole? I'm not the one who just got butt-**** on national TV, Dwayne!
Drop it, dickhead. It's the police.
You're not going to hurt me.
Oh, yeah? Why not?
Because you're a policeman. There are rules for policemen.
Yeah. That's what my captain keeps telling me.
You would have made a pretty good cowboy yourself, Hans.
What was it you said to me earlier? "Yippie-kay-yay, mother****er."
Merry Christmas, Argyle.
Merry Christmas. [To himself] Man, if this is their idea of Christmas, I gotta be here for New Year's!
Mayday, Mayday, emergency, anyone copy, channel nine. Terrorists have seized the Nakatomi Building, and are holding at least 30 people hostage. I repeat, unknown number of terrorists, six or more armed with automatic weapons at Nakatomi Plaza, Century City. Somebody answer me, Goddamn it!
It's the same address as that fire signal.
I'll take this. [to McClane] Attention, whoever you are: this frequency is reserved for emergency calls only.
No ****in' shit, lady! Do I sound like I'm orderin' a pizza?! They have already killed one hostage, they are fortifying their positions while you're jerkin' me off on a radio! Now send the police down ASAP...
Sir, I've already told you: this is a reserved channel. If this is an emergency call, dial 911 on your telephone. Otherwise, I'll report this as an FCC violation.
Fine, report me! Come the **** down here and arrest me! Just send the police now!
See if a black-and-white can drive by.
Yeah. But all things being equal, I'd rather be in Philadelphia. Chalk up two more bad guys.
Well, the boys down here will be glad to hear that. You know we got a pool going on you.
What kind of odds am I getting?
You don't wanna know.
Put me down for twenty, I'm good for it.
Powell? Yo, Powell, you got a minute?
I'm here, John.
Listen, man, I'm starting to get a bad feeling up here. I want you to do something for me. Um, I want you to find my wife, don't ask me how, by then, you'll know how. Uh, I want you to tell her something. I want you to tell her that... Tell her it took me a while to figure out... uh what a jerk I've been. But um... that... that when things started to pan out for her, I shoulda... been more supportive, and uh... and I just should've been behind her more. Oh, shit. Tell her that um... that she's the best thing that ever happened to a bum like me. She's heard me say, "I love you" a thousand times... she never heard me say, "I'm sorry." And I want you to tell her that Al. I want you to tell her that uh... John said that, "He was sorry." Okay? You got that, man?
Yeah, I got it, John. But you can tell her that yourself. You just watch your ass and you'll make it out of there, you hear me?
Well, I guess that's up to the man upstairs.







