Ethan Hunt: I'm part of an agency... called the IMF.
Julia: What's that stand for?
Ethan Hunt: Impossible Mission Force.
Julia: [chuckles] Shut up.
Owen Davian: Who are you? What's your name? Do you have a wife? A girlfriend? Because if you do, I'm gonna find her. I'm gonna hurt her. I'm gonna make her bleed, and cry, and call out your name. And then I'm gonna find you, and kill you right in front of her.
Brassel: You can look at me with those judgmental eyes all you want, but I bullshit you not, I will bleed on the American flag to make sure those stripes stay red.
Luther Stickell: [convincing him not to get married, like a broken record] Don't do it, Ethan.
Ethan Hunt: Luther? Julia and I got married two days ago.
Luther Stickell: Well, congratulations!
Brassel: Mr. Musgrave, please don't interrupt me when I'm asking rhetorical questions.
[In the middle of a complicated operation, Ethan - disguised as Owen Davian and sitting in a car, makes a drop to Luther, underneath the car in a manhole]
Ethan Hunt: [Deadpan] What's up?
Luther Stickell: [Deadpan] Nothin'. What's up with you?
Ethan Hunt: [Deadpan] Nothin'.
Theodore Brassel: It's unacceptable that chocolate makes you fat, but I've eaten my share and guess what?
Declan: Do you copy?
Zhen: [mocking Declan] Copy, all I do is copy.
Luther Stickell: He made it... he made it!
[pauses]
Luther Stickell: I knew he'd make it.
[when asked if he knew what the "Rabbit's Foot" was]
Benji Dunn: It's interesting - I used to have this professor at Oxford, okay? Doctor Wickham, his name was and he was, like, this massive fat guy, you know? Huge, big guy. We used to call him - you know, well, I won't tell you what we used to call him, but he taught biomolecular kinetics and cellular dynamics. And he used
to sort of scare the underclassmen with this story about how the world would eventually be eviscerated by technology. You see, it was inevitable that a compound would be created which he referred to as the 'Anti-God'. It was like an accelerated mutator or sort of, you know, like a, an unstoppable force of destructive power, that would just lay waste to everything - to buildings and parks and
streets and children and ice cream parlors, you know? So whenever I see, like, a rogue organization willing to spend this amount of money on a mystery tech, I always assume... it's the Anti-God. End-of-the-world kinda stuff, you know... But no, I don't have any idea what it is. I was just speculating.