Harry: [pointing to the McCallister house] That's the one, Marv, that's the silver tuna.
Marv: Oh, it's very gee.
Harry: Very gee, huh? It's loaded. It's got lot's of top-flight goods. Stereos, VCRs...
Marv: Toys?
Harry: Probably looking at some very fine jewelry. Possible cash hoarde.
Odd marketable securities... Who knows. It's a gem. Hand me a crow bar. Crow bars up.
[they clink their crow bars together]
Reed Richards: Ben, I've been crunching the numbers on the machine. I think if we can rework the power settings...
Ben Grimm: [casually] Forget it, egghead. I'm good as is.
Alicia Masters: [approaches and hands Ben a large metal mug of beer] Better than good, baby.
[they clink glasses causing hers to shatter]
Alicia Masters: You just... need to work on your touch.
Ben Grimm: [hugging her and smiling widely] I like the sound of that.
Harry: [Harry and Marv have captured Kevin outside the Plaza Hotel] We spent nine months in jail, thinking we had the worst luck in the universe. We were wrong, little buddy.
Marv: We're busted out of the clink and we're doing fine. We're going to be doing even better. Because we're not robbing houses anymore. Now we're robbing toy stores. At midnight
tonight, we're hitting Duncan's Toy Chest. Five floors of cash. Then after that we get a couple of phony passports then it's off to Rio...
Harry: Marv! Marv! You want to shut up?
Marv: What's the difference? He's not going to talk to anyone. Except maybe a fish. Or the undertaker.
Crackle: Those freakin' elves, man. They just came out of the trees, they just came out of the trees!
Pop: You saved my ass back there, man.
Crackle: You saved mine.
Crackle: [as he lifts his beer in a toast] Here's to Snap!
Pop: [they clink glasses] To Snap!
Ivan Simanov: [pours a second round] Drink.
Frank Moses: Who are we drinking to now?
Ivan Simanov: Veronique. She... was mine.
Frank Moses: ...Impossible.
Ivan Simanov: [laughing] Yes!
[they clink glasses]
Frank Moses: [smiles ruefully] Whatever she got,
it was worth it.
Susan Cooper: Well, here's to your mom.
Rayna Boyanov: To my mother. And to you.
Susan Cooper: And here's to you. I mean you may never be as wise as an owl but you'll always be a hoot to me! Haha.
Rayna Boyanov: What a stupid fucking retarded toast. You're delightful.
Susan Cooper: As
are you.
[they clink their glasses]
Holly Kennedy: Will you listen to him?
Vicky: What?
Holly Kennedy: He's obviously worried about this. Look at him... he's pale.
Vicky: Who are you to tell me how to talk to my husband?
Holly Kennedy: I'm saying you shouldn't push this on him, if he doesn't want to do it.
Vicky: I'll push whatever the hell I want on him. He's my husband. I want this apartment, we're doing this.
Holly Kennedy: Say no, Ted!
Vicky: It is amazing to me that you are still talking. Ted, don't listen to her.
Holly Kennedy: Ted, she's being a tyrant. She's got your balls on one of those things that you
know, uh, clink back and forth. You know what I mean?
Vicky: You bitch!
Holly Kennedy: Brat!
Vicky: Shut up!
Holly Kennedy: You shut up!
Vicky: No, you shut up!
Hutch: Hey, there he is.
Willis: How's life at the clink treating you?
Hutch: Not great. I got this new tight-assed partner they stuck me with, but hopefully it won't last too long.
Willis: So, you got that $20 you owe me?
Hutch: 20? Willis, I thought it was 5!
Willis: Hutch, that was my grandmother's birthday money.
Hutch: Come on, ease up, I just told you things aren't going great for me down at the precinct, you know, just back off a little. Can I get it to you on Thursday?
Willis: No later than Thursday.
Hutch: No later than Thursday.