Dredd Quotes

Judge Dredd: Let's talk.
Zwirner: Talk about what, Judge?
Judge Dredd: Release the hostage, unharmed, and I guarantee you a sentence of life in an iso-cube, without parole.
Zwirner: Life without parole? That's the deal you're offering?
Judge Dredd: Only if you comply. Your crimes

include multiple homicide and the attempted murder of a judge. If you do not comply, the sentence is death.
Zwirner: You know, you aren't a very good negotiator, Judge. You want to know why? You got no fucking leverage! Now here's the deal: you let me walk out of here, or I'm gonna blow her fucking brains out! Okay?
Judge Dredd: [aims his Lawgiver]

Negotiation's over.
Zwirner: Hey, what are you doing? Didn't you hear what I said? I'll kill the bitch!
Judge Dredd: Yeah, I heard you, hotshot.
Zwirner: What?
Judge Dredd: I said, "Hotshot."
[He fires a heat-seeking round that flies into Zwirner's mouth, killing him and freeing the hostage]

Control Operator 1: Control to Dredd, come in. Is your pursuit resolved?
Judge Dredd: Affirmative.

Ma-Ma: You're a piece of work, Dredd. But so am I. You think I didn't know I'd get busted some day? Goes with the territory. This entire level is rigged with enough high explosives to take out the top fifty stories. If they go, the rest go too.
[holds up her arm]
Ma-Ma: Like the jewelry? It's a transmitter, synced to my heartbeat. My heart stops, the

building blows, and everyone in it... ash. You got no way out, Judge. Put your gun down.
[Dredd doesn't respond]
Ma-Ma: Do you know how many people live in this block?
Judge Dredd: This isn't a negotiation. Your sentence is death.
Ma-Ma: You can't afford to take the risk.
[Dredd lowers his aim and shoots her in

the stomach. She collapses onto her bed, bleeding]
Judge Dredd: We're a kilometer above ground. What do you figure the range is on that thing? Could it get through a hundred levels of concrete? How about two hundred? Let's find out.
[He hauls her to her feet and drags her to the window]
Judge Dredd: Citizen Ma-Ma, your crimes are multiple

homicide and the manufacture and distribution of narcotics. How do you plead?
[He doses her with Slo-Mo, she says nothing]
Judge Dredd: Defense noted.
[He throws her out the window into the atrium, and she plunges to her death. From the ground floor, the detonator on her wrist activates, signalling the bomb... and nothing happens]
Judge

Dredd: Yeah.

Kay: So you're a mutant? Most of you poor fuckers got three stumpy arms, or no arms. But I guess you lucked out. You fit together pretty well. Psychic.
[scoffs]
Kay: So fucked up. Yeah, I heard about your kind. Kind of hard to believe it's real. Like what am I thinking about right now?
Anderson: [sees his thoughts] You're

picturing a violent sexual liaison between the two of us in a pointless attempt to shock me.
Kay: You're good. But I wasn't trying to shock you. If I was trying to shock, I'd be thinking about this:
[reads Kay's mind again and hits him]
Anderson: What are you thinking about now, huh?

Judge Dredd: Open up. Open up!
Paramedic TJ: Negative, Judge. You know what's going on out here.
Judge Dredd: We need a place to defend.
Paramedic TJ: Then you better find someplace else. This is a medical facility. Neutral ground.
Judge Dredd: Neutral? You're not neutral. You're

choosing sides.
Paramedic TJ: Peach Trees has been sealed by blast doors designed to withstand attack. No one's getting out. No one's coming in. And you have every Clan affiliate in the block after your blood. There are no sides. You're already dead.