[After McClane kills Mai, Farrell is counteracting the shutdown procedures Gabriel has initiated by sending an advertising bomb to Gabriel's computers. Gabriel rings Mai's cell phone, which McClane picks up]
Mai, talk to me. What's going on?
Mai? Oh yeah, the scrawny little Asian chick, likes to kick people? I don't think she's going to be talking to anyone for a very long time. Last time I saw her, she was at the bottom of an elevator shaft with an SUV rammed up her ass. Listen, jackass; your fire sale is over. Just pack up your little circus, or I'm gonna come and I'm gonna kick your ass.
[seethingly]
You. Have no idea. Who I am, or what. I am capable of! When I'm finished here - and I promise it'll be soon! - I will focus. All my attention. On you! You want to make things personal, fine!
John McClane: [checking out a Boba Fett stand-up poster] Nice poster.
What, like you a big fan of The Fett?
No. I was always more of a Star Wars kinda guy.
