Lethal Weapon 2 Quotes

Pieter Vorstedt: I was going to offer you a drink, Riggs, but I hear you're on the wagon these days.
Martin Riggs: Yeah, that stuff'll kill you quick. Listen, you know so much about me; who the hell are you?
Pieter Vorstedt: I'm the guy that changed the course of your life, man. 4 years ago, Riggs, when you were a narc down in Long

Beach, you were getting too close to us so we put a contract out on you. I handled it myself; drove your car right off the fucking road, remember? Now, of course, you weren't driving. You can't imagine the surprise. I pulled back this matted mop of blood-soaked hair to see this woman's face... your wife, right? She didn't die straightaway... took a bit of time.
[Riggs angrily charges for

Vorstedt, but is restrained]
Pieter Vorstedt: Don't know much luck with women, do you, Riggs?

[At the South African Consulate]
Roger Murtaugh: How you doin'?
[his handshake is ignored by the Envoy]
Consulate Envoy: I think there must be some mistake.
Roger Murtaugh: Say what?
Consulate Envoy: Listen to your friend here, he knows what he's talking about. I don't think you want to go to

South Africa.
Roger Murtaugh: Why not?
Consulate Envoy: Because you're black!
Leo Getz: [to Murtaugh] You are.
[to Envoy]
Leo Getz: He is.

Trish Murtaugh: [holds up a gold pen] Is this your pen?
Martin Riggs: Thanks,
[takes it]
Martin Riggs: I keep losing it.
[he goes back to cuting up the vegetables]
Trish Murtaugh: Something's wrong.
Martin Riggs: Naw, not really, just another goddamn pen.
[He

ignores her for awhile]
Trish Murtaugh: You were saying about the pen.
Martin Riggs: Oh, it just reminds me of something thats all.
Trish Murtaugh: Reminds you of what?
Martin Riggs: Ah, reminds me of the night Vicki was killed.
Trish Murtaugh: [pause] I didn't mean to push.

Martin Riggs: Hang on that ok, we never talked about this did we.
[pauses]
Martin Riggs: Well, I supposed to be meeting her for dinner and you know one of those romantic dinners for two. I was up to my eyeballs in work and I forgot about the whole thing.
[puts the cut up vegetables into a pot]
Martin Riggs: I guess

she waited in the restaurant for an hour before she decided to drive home alone. It was midnight before I got home, I got home to a ringing phone, so naturally I answered it. They told me she was killed in a car crash.
[pauses]
Martin Riggs: I should have been driving, I guess we would have been all right, huh. Anyway I remember falling down on my knees and I started

shaking all over and I remember thinking I'm losing it, I'm losing it. So there I was lying on the living room floor. Lying there and I'm seeing under the couch and I see this gold pen. Gold pen just lying under the couch, I've been looking, haven't seen it in two months, there it is.
[laughs slightly]
Martin Riggs: She wasn't much of a housekeeper. And this voice

goes off inside my head, kind a like a drill instructor, I really heard it. It said GET UP NOW. I didn't feel like it but I got up, muscles were still working and I drove to the hospital and identified her in the morgue and signed her out with my gold pen.
Roger Murtaugh: [walks in] Gold pen? Hey, Trish found one in the laundry the other day.
[Trish and Martin look

at each other]

[Leo Getz explaining money laundering]
Leo Getz: Okay, okay, okay, okay, this is the best part okay? You make a tax deduction on interest payments you don't even make! Am I an innovator? Am I a genius?
Martin Riggs: You're a swindler!
Roger Murtaugh: Cheat!
Leo Getz: Everyone cheats a little bit... look

at the Pentagon!

[Riggs confronts Rudd and his minions in their office]
Martin Riggs: Hey, don't bother calling the police. I'm here already.
Arjen Rudd: I should have known.
Martin Riggs: Well, well... it's the master race!
Arjen Rudd: I hope you realize the trouble you are in right now.
Martin

Riggs: Well, as usual, you people have everything all upside down and turned around and back to front.

[Riggs has accosted Rudd, Vorstedt and several other consulate thugs in Rudd's office]
Martin Riggs: I'll make you a deal, Arjen, or Aryan, or whatever the fuck your name is, I'll make you a little deal. You fold up your tents - and get the fuck out of my country - and I won't do anything to you. I'll leave you alone.
[points his gun at Arjen's face]

Martin Riggs: Cause if you stick around here, I'm gonna FUCK YOUR ASS.

[Murtaugh is holding a wounded Riggs in his arms after killing Aryan]
Martin Riggs: Hey Rog, could you reach into my pocket there?
[Murtaugh reaches into Riggs's pants pocket, and pulls out a pack of cigarettes, thinking he wants a last smoke before he dies]
Roger Murtaugh: Here you go.
Martin Riggs: I, I want you to

throw those things away, those things'll kill ya.

[Vorstedt and his goons have broken into Murtaugh's house and have gagged him and Trish]
Pieter Vorstedt: I bet you're wondering what we've done to your kids, aren't ya?
[squeals and groans from the Murtaugh's]
Pieter Vorstedt: I'll bet your mind is going fucking bananas, isn't it?
[more squeals and groans]
Pieter

Vorstedt: Now this has just been a warning. Next time it will get bloody. Now you tell your people to *back off*. Don't you go being a smart kaffir. Perhaps we'll let you live, ja.
[Vorstedt and goons leave]