Cindy: These guys eat too much red meat!
Major General Franklin Kirby: Me and your dad have to talk for a minute.
Jenny Matrix: Yeah. Got a warrant?
Major General Franklin Kirby: [sarcastically] Very funny.
Major General Franklin Kirby: John, we've got a problem. Someone's killing your men.
John Matrix: You gave them new
identities.
Major General Franklin Kirby: There must have been a leak. Lawson, Forrestal, Bennett... they've all been hit.
John Matrix: Who's doing it?
Major General Franklin Kirby: You've made enemies all over the world. It could have been the Syrians, the South Americans, the Russians, or a terrorist group. They'll find you.
John Matrix: We were going to make a normal life here.
Major General Franklin Kirby: You will, I promise. I'm going to coordinate with the federal people. We'll nail those bastards before they get close to you.
Cooke: You know what I like best?
Forrestal: What's that?
Cooke: The price.
[Cranks up the car and backs up]
Forrestal: Whoa! Wait a minute! You can't drive that car in here! Whoa! Whoa-...
[Cooke speeds up and runs over Forrestal]
John Matrix: Bennett, I thought you were...
Bennett: Dead? You thought wrong. Ever since you had me thrown out of the unit, I've waited to pay you back. You know what today is, Matrix?
[Matrix doesn't say anything, he just stares at Bennett with a surprised look on his face]
Bennett: Pay day.
[Bennett fires a
tranquilizer into Matrix's stomach. Matrix passes out almost instantly]
John Matrix: [pulling Sully out of the telephone booth] You son of a bitch!
Bennett: Tranquilizers. I wanted to use the real thing!
Western Flight Attendant: Ladies & gentlemen we are preparing for departure. Please make sure all your carry on luggage is stored in the overhead compartments and make sure your seat belts are fastened and extinguish all cigarettes. Once we reach our cruising altitude we're going to be serving our complimentary beverages and then a little later on our dinner. Shortly after that
we'll be showing our feature film. Flight attendants are Susan and Lane and I'm Debbie.
Lawson: [Salesman trying to sell a car] Now that is American quality. You think the Japanese invented that? Bullshit! We did! Oh, we may have lost it for a while, but we got it back.
Cooke: I like Cadillacs.
Arius: Your father seemed to be cooperating. You will be together with him soon. Won't that be nice?
Jenny Matrix: Not nearly as nice as watching him kick your ass.