The Green Hornet Quotes

Kato: You shot yourself face by mistake.
Britt Reid: How long was I out? What time is it?
Kato: Two o'clock.
Britt Reid: Oh, that's not so bad.
Kato: On Thursday.
Britt Reid: It's Thursday? Are you ki... It's not Monday right now?
Kato:

No. I'm sorry.
Britt Reid: Did you put this diaper on me? Well, what did I miss?
Kato: Nothing really. I did some work on the Black Beauties.
Britt Reid: "Beauties"?
[Britt looks in the garage, sees more "Black Beauty" Chrysler Imperials]
Britt Reid: Holy crap.
Kato:

They're backups.
Britt Reid: How the hell did you do this in four days?
Kato: It's been 11 days.
Britt Reid: Whoa, 11 days? What? Are kidding me? I wasn't sleeping, I was in a coma, dick!

Danny Crystal Cleer: How do I pronounce your name? Tchaikovsky?
Chudnofsky: Chudnofsky.
Danny Crystal Cleer: Char... Chudofsk... Chowdofsky?
Chudnofsky: Chud-nof-sky.
Danny Crystal Cleer: Chudnofsky? All right. Chudnofsky, kiss my ass. Put your lips to my ass and kiss it. French kiss

it. Tickle it with your grey whiskers. I got bittersweet news for you. You're washed up. You're old. You're boring. You're not scary. You dress like shit. It's over for you, okay. That's the bitter news. Now the sweet news is: You can retire. You can go play golf, eat your dinners at 3:00 in the afternoon, play with your grandkids, drink Metamucil, old people shit. Okay?
Danny

Crystal Cleer: [smiles] Look at me. I got a name people can say. My name's Danny Clear. I deal with crystal meth. People call me Crystal Clear. It's easy. Check out my kick-ass hangout here. I got shit loads of glass everywhere. I got a see-through piano. Look at my boys. They're pimped out. We got Gucci, Armani, another Gucci, tailor-made. This is what you need to get to the top today.

Not hard work. Not looking like Disco Santa Claus. You need charisma. You look like my Uncle Greg. Very nice guy, but, he's a dentist. Now consider this your retirement letter. Boom. It's over. See your way out.

[last lines]
Britt Reid: The Green Hornet. His reliable partner, the Blue Wombat.
Kato: [smacks him]
Britt Reid: Oh! Oh, man. Okay, how about, um, the Red Hippopotamus? No? Not Red Hippopotamus?
Kato: Hippos are not red.
Britt Reid: I know. Hornets aren't green. Who cares? The,

uh, Orange Albatross.

Britt Reid: What did you think of my father?
Kato: He was fine.
Britt Reid: Come on. Just tell me.
Kato: He was my boss. Nobody loves their boss.
Britt Reid: Don't sugarcoat this, Kato. You're not gonna offend me. Just tell me, man to man.
Kato: He was a bit of a

dick.

Kato: But it's okay now, I fixed the Hornet gas. The gas only lasts one hour.
Britt Reid: Can I see it?
Kato: Okay, but be careful this time. Okay?
Britt Reid: I just want to look at it. Just give it to me for one second...
[shoots the Hornet gas in Kato's face]
Britt Reid: See

you in an hour.