Police: Are you classified as human?
Korben Dallas: Negative, I am a meat popsicle.
Leeloo: Leeloo Dallas mul-ti-pass.
Korben Dallas: Yeah.
Leeloo: Mul-ti-pass.
Korben Dallas: Yeah, multipass, she knows it's a multipass. Leeloo Dallas. This is my wife.
Leeloo: Mul-ti-pass.
Korben Dallas: We're newlyweds. Just met. You know how it is. We bumped
into each other, sparks happen...
Leeloo: Mul-ti-pass.
Korben Dallas: Yes, she knows it's a multipass. Anyway, we're in love.
Korben Dallas: [Leans down and kisses Leeloo. Leeloo swipes his gun and holds it to his head]
Korben Dallas: You're right, you're right, I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry.
Leeloo: Senno ecto gammat!
Korben Dallas: I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
Leeloo: ecto gammat!
Korben
Dallas: [In a later scene] When she woke up, she said a bunch a stuff. I didn't understand any of it but... what does 'ecto gammat' mean?
Priest Vito Cornelius: Uh... never again, without my permission.
Korben Dallas: That's what I thought.
Mr. Kim: You got a message.
Korben Dallas: Yeah
Mr. Kim: You're not gonna open it? It might be important.
Korben Dallas: Yeah, like the last two I got were important. The first one was from my wife, telling me she was leaving. The second was from my lawyer, telling me he was leaving... with my wife.
Mr. Kim: Ah, that's bad luck. Grandfather say it not rain everyday. This is good news, guaranteed. I bet your lunch.
Korben Dallas: Okay, you're on.
Mr. Kim: Come on...
[Reads]
Mr. Kim: You are fired. Oh.
Korben Dallas: Well, at least I won lunch.
Mr. Kim:
Good philosophy, see good in bad, I like.
Korben Dallas: Whoa, lady, I only speak two languages, English and bad English.
[Leeloo continues to talk in divine language]
Korben Dallas: Now, don't get me wrong, I'm all for conversation, but maybe you could just shut up for a moment?
Korben Dallas: We need to find the leader, Mangalores won't fight without the leader.
Aknot: One more shot, and we start killing hostages!
Korben Dallas: That's the leader.
Aknot: Send someone to negotiate.
Fog: [as Dallas looks at him] Uh, I-I've never negotiated before.
Korben Dallas: Do you mind if I try?
Fog: No, sure, sure, sure.
[shouts]
Fog: We're sending somebody in to negotiate!
[Corben walks into the room and shoots Aknot between the eyes. As he falls, the other Mangalores drop their weapons and bow over him, keening]
Korben Dallas: Anybody else want to
negotiate?
Fog: Wh-where did he learn to n-negotiate like that?
President Lindberg: [looking at General Munro] I wonder.
[demonstrating a weapon]
Zorg: Voila! The ZF-1.
[the weapon opens, and Zorg picks it up]
Zorg: It's light. Handle's adjustable for easy carrying, good for righties and lefties. Breaks down into four parts, undetectable by x-ray, ideal for quick, discreet interventions. A word on firepower. Titanium recharger, three thousand round clip with
bursts of three to three hundred, and with the Replay button - another Zorg invention - it's even easier.
Zorg: This case is empty.
[switches to conversation between Cornelius and Leeloo, who is laughing]
Priest Vito Cornelius: What do you mean, empty?
[back to conversation between Zorg and Aknot]
Zorg: Empty. The opposite of full. This case is supposed to be full! Anyone care to explain?
Leeloo:
[back to Leeloo, speaking in the Divine Language]
Priest Vito Cornelius: The guardians... gave the stones... to someone they could trust... who-who took another route... she's supposed to contact this person... in a hotel... and she's looking for the address. Easy.
Leeloo: [points to the computer screen] Dort.
David: It's-it's
planet Fhloston, in the Angel Constellation!
Priest Vito Cornelius: We're saved.
[back to Zorg and Aknot]
Zorg: I'm screwed.
[Father Cornelius and Ruby Rhod see the bomb stuck to the door]
Priest Vito Cornelius: It's a - it's a - it's a - it's a - it's a - it's a...
DJ Ruby Rhod: No no no no no no. 'Cuz if it was a bomb, the alarms would go off 'cuz all these hotels have bomb detectors, right?
[the alarms sound]
Priest: Hurry! The wall is closing!
Mondoshawan: [lumbering towards the exit] Here is your mission: pass your knowledge on to the next, as it was passed on to you.
Priest: I-I will do as you command, but please hurry! You still have time!
Mondoshawan: Time not important. Only life important.
[the
Mondoshawan extends the key beyond the exit, and the Priest turns away in horror as the rest of him is crushed between the wall]