Babylon A.D. (2008)
Toorop: [voice-over] Save the planet. Whenever I've read that bumper sticker I've had to laugh. Save the planet. What for? And for what, ourselves? What about God, can He help us? I don't think so. God gave us what we have to see how we use it. Shit, rats in a cage would have done it better. Life's a bitch and then you die - bumper sticker philosophy. Yeah, right. Sometimes, you get a second chance.
Sister Rebeka: Aurora could speak when she was two years old.
Toorop: Oh, a lot of kids speak at two.
Sister Rebeka: Not 19 different languages.
Toorop: Oh, you're a disgrace to the profession. You're not a mercenary, you're a fucking terrorist. You need two things to live in this business, your balls and your word. You don't have either! You know the difference between you and me, Karl? I still got both.
High Priestess: Mr. Gorsky, when I kill, I kill for good.
Gorsky: Are you threatening me?
High Priestess: Bless your soul.
Gorsky: You'd need a nuke to kill me!
[lights flash warning of incoming missile]
Toorop: No shit, Karl! If you wanted me dead you would have blown up the building.
Toorop: Look lady, I'm just a delivery boy and to me you're just a package. I'm not your friend, I'm not your brother, I'm not your boyfriend. In six days I'm gonna deliver you and never see you again. Sister Rebecca is right, we shouldn't even talk.
Aurora: [Looking at a Big Brother style TV in their room] Can we turn if off?
Toorop: You can't turn if off. You can change the channel.
Gorsky: [about his destroyed apartment] You are a hard man to find, Toorop.
Toorop: I'm not hiding. You could have knocked.
Toorop: I thought you were in Sudan killing babies.
[Karl says something in Russian]
Toorop: When at the last time we met I told you if you'd ever point that gun at me again, I'd kill you.
Toorop: Save the planet, one child at a time. Ain't that a bitch.
Sister Rebeka: I am Sister Rebeka. It just want to bring three simple rules to your attention before we start our journey.
Toorop: We? I'm here to pick up one girl.
Sister Rebeka: Where ever she goes, I go. That is rule number 1. Rule number 2, the less contact she has with the outside world, the better. You're here to protect her from outside influences. That includes seeing, hearing, and feeling.
Toorop: Now it's a harsh world out there, sister.
Sister Rebeka: I know. That is why we live in here.
Toorop: Aw shit, okay, what's your third rule?
Sister Rebeka: No foul language. Do we have an agreement?
Toorop: You listen to my one and only rule - don't fuck with me. Or I'll leave you standing in the middle of nowhere with nothing but your ass to sell to get back here, your perfect world. Do *we* have an agreement?