Frank Martin: Rule #1. Never change the deal.
Inspector Tarconi: I always say, the way a man treats his car is how he treats himself.
Frank Martin: You don't need your mouth to pee.
Lai: You're always complaining, except when we make love. Then you say nothing.
Frank Martin: I'd like to do some sight-seeing.
Pilot: This plane isn't for tourists.
[Frank pulls out gun]
Frank Martin: I'm not a tourist.
Frank Martin: Transportation is a precise business.
Inspector Tarconi: Monsieur Frank, people with this kind of firepower do not make mistakes about who they visit. Who would want you this dead?
Mr. Kwai: The delivery will be made. My daughter will get over it. If I'm lucky, she'll see the light.
Frank Martin: Yeah, and if she's lucky, maybe you'll get hit by a truck.
Lai: He's a bastard, but he's still my father.
Wall Street: Poor Frank. What'd she tell you? That we're smuggling people in containers? You know, Lai's a great name for her.
[Lai has gun on Wall Street]
Lai: Ten seconds, two choices. One, the information; the papers or your brains on the desk. Now tell me I'm lying.
Wall Street: For the record, there aren't 400 people in that container. Only 395 made it here alive.
Frank Martin: That's your last pee break for this trip.
Frank Martin: All right, that's enough juice for now.
[Mr. Kwai is about to shoot Frank]
Frank Martin: I'd rather see it coming.
Mr. Kwai: Makes no difference to me.
[Lai has gun on her father Mr. Kwai]
Lai: Please. I beg of you. Stop what you are doing.
Mr. Kwai: I do what I do best. I am who I am. Now, if you're going to use that gun then use it. Otherwise, *get this gun out of my face!*
Wall Street: You can't get anything done in a world without rules.
Frank Martin: I got sick of seeing my best efforts turned into bullshit, by the same people that paid me to do the job!
Wall Street: [about Frank] Hmm, I like him.
