[
Rane bursts into the cockpit with his gun pointed at the crew]
Charles Rane:
Who's in charge?
Captain Whitehurst:
I am.
[
Rane shoots the captain and then points his gun at the first officer]
Charles Rane:
Once again, who's in charge?
First Officer:
You are.
Charles Rane:
Excellent
Charles Rane:
"You wouldn't take advantage of a helpless man."
John Cutter:
"Never stopped you."
Charles Rane:
"It's the American way, isn't it, brother?"
[
Rane is coming on to the stewardess]
Charles Rane:
Did you and your friend enjoy yourselves down in the lower gallery? Down in that tight, little place? Tell me something, Marti. Did the hero get into your tight, little place?
[
Marti slaps him]
Marti Slayton:
You're repulsive!
Charles Rane:
You'll change your mind once we get to know each other.
Marti Slayton:
You'll have to kill me first.
Charles Rane:
Oh no, Marti. I'm going to kill you during.
[
on an airborne helicopter]
pilot:
Mr. Delvecchio, I've got Mr. Ramsey on the line.
Sly Delvecchio:
Oh. Well, I guess we can't tell him I stepped out, now can we?
John Cutter:
Charlie, ever played roulette?
Charles Rane:
On occasion.
John Cutter:
Well, let me give you a word of advice. Always bet on black!
John Cutter:
I'm the good guy I'm the head of security.
Sergeant:
In my position what would you do? if you were me WHAT WOULD YOU DO
John Cutter:
Kill Myself.
Sly Delvecchio:
You know, that's what I admire about you! Even though you are being hit on by absolutely beautiful woman, you are determined to maintaining your vow of chastity. You know, you'd make a hell of a republican!
John Cutter:
Look chief, I thought all of you ham hogging, country biscuit eating boys knew how to drive? Was it a bunch of bullshit or what?
Chief Biggs:
I haven't had a challenge like that since I was in high school!
John Cutter:
Chief, I didn't know you went to high school?
Dwight Hendeson:
The two agents you killed on the plane were friends of mine.
Charles Rane:
Thank you. I do enjoy knowing the people whose lives I've touched.
John Cutter:
Plan not working out the way you wanted? Asshole?
Charles Rane:
Don't flatter yourself Cutter. You prevented nothing. Although it seems I may have underestimated you.
Charles Rane:
Mr. Cutter, how kind of you to pay me a visit. You've been a worthy adversary. It's a shame we won't be seeing much more of each other.
John Cutter:
Let me tell you something. If anybody else gets hurt on that plane... it's gonna take a hell of a lot more than a prison cell to keep me from ripping your fucking nuts off.
Charles Rane:
I'd come to expect more from you than cheap vulgarities.
John Cutter:
Now I'm sick of your shit!
Charles Rane:
You need the passengers, i need the plane. Put me back on board and the passengers will be released.
John Cutter:
Yeah right. I'm supposed to trust you?
Charles Rane:
Trust your instincts.
John Cutter:
My instincts are to wax your ass all over this floor!
Charles Rane:
Those are your emotions acting without the benefit of intellect.
[
when asked what became of his father]
Charles Rane:
He died... violently.
Sabrina Ritchie:
And how would you like your sirloin, sir?
Charles Rane:
Bloody.
John Cutter:
[
smiling] Goodnight, Biggs!
First Officer:
We were told to head back.
Sabrina Ritchie:
By Whom?
John Cutter:
By Me.
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