Frank: What are you doing kissing *this* guy?
Sarah: Well, I didn't wanna kill him.
Frank: Well, what kinda stupid logic is that?
Marvin: She has talents you and I will never have.
Frank: What talents?
Marvin: People like her.
Han Cho Bai: If she lives, this'll be good for your relationship. You're right.
Marvin: And if there's one thing I know, it's women and covert ops.
Frank: That's two
things.
Han Cho Bai: No, grasshopper. It is not.
The Frog: You think I'm just going to roll over for you hegemonic Mickey Mouse-loving...
[Marvin hits him hard in the stomach]
The Frog: [finishes breathlessly] ... Americans?
Marvin: Leave Mickey out of it.
Han Cho Bai: You blew up my plane.
Sarah: Sorry.
Marvin: I was wrong? So we're not even gonna... die?
Frank: Not yet.
Han Cho Bai: I was actually starting to like you. I was even thinking about not killing you. This is what happens when you try to save the world.
Victoria: Han, Han, you can't put a price on these things.
Han Cho Bai: You owe me 30 mil for the plane. And 20 for not killing you. You're a dead man, Moses.
Frank: Thanks for your help. Really.
[starts walking away]
Sarah: You think he means it?
Frank: Nah, he's a nice guy.
Han Cho Bai: I mean it, Frank!
Frank: All right.
Victoria: [to Marvin] Ah, they're gonna be right as rain.
Marvin: [whispering] He made the run to emotional safety.
[while Han is trying to kill them, Marvin lies down behind Frank in a spooning position]
Frank: Marvin?
Marvin: Yeah?
Frank: Is that a stick of dynamite in your pocket?
Marvin: Yeah, but I'm saving it for emergency.
Frank: Well, this is kind of an emergency, isn't it?
Ivan: [noticing her shoeless foot] Ah, there is nothing more sexy in the whole world than a beautiful woman with an incredible gun.
Victoria: [taking out soldiers with scoped rifle] You're such a romantic.
[cut to Frank freeing Marvin and Sarah than cut back to Ivan and Victoria]
Ivan: I love the way your toes curl right
before you fire.
Victoria: Hopeless.
Ivan: [sniffs her boot] Oh!
Victoria: You know, it's important to enjoy life while you still can.
Frank: You gave her a gun?
Marvin: It is America, Frank.
Sarah: Everyone else has a gun.
Frank: She has no idea what to do with this.
Sarah: I know exactly what to do with it.
[grabs gun back and accidentally fires]
Frank: You don't... give fire... to a
kitten. Why don't you just give her some dynamite, Marvin?
[Frank walks away]
Sarah: No external safety on the Sig?
[Marvin shakes his head no, then turns and walks away]