Wax: Well, that's all we got here, motherfucker.
Customs: Motherfucker?
Wax: Don't get your panties up in a bunch just because I used the M-word as an adjective, as in, "When I landed at this airport, I was confronted by a self-important American-hating, frog leg eating, snail sucking, motherfucking, cocksucking bureaucrat." 'Cause I'd rather use it as a noun, as in, "This motherfucker hates Americans so much even though we saved his country's ass in not only one World War but 2, he still won't let me through with my cans." So now that we're clear on how I use the M-word, with no disrespect to you or your official capacity as the guardian of your country's borders, I'll just move on with my cans.
Customs: It will never enter France, okay?
& Wax: Leave it to the French to fuck up China's number one dish.
Reese: It's not Chinese, it's American.
Wax: Bullshit.
Reese: It was invented by a Jewish guy in San Francisco.
Wax: Bullshit again.
Reese: I'm telling you the truth. There's nothing Chinese about it. Not even the name. Foo yung has got nothing to do with what's in that dish.
Wax: So you're not only a chess master, you're a Chinese language specialist?
Reese: Level 2 Mandarin at Cambridge night school.
Wax: Really?
Reese: And the Chinese word for egg is dan.
& Wax: Listen, you tell whoever you work for I didn't kill you because I got a message for him. Wax on, wax off.
& Reese: "Wax on, wax off." I don't get it. What are you, The Karate Kid
or something?Wax: If you wanna be a secret agent man, you have to roll like a secret agent man. It's code.
Reese: Code?
Wax: Yeah. Code. Wax is on, he's gonna take you off. Gives them something to think about. Throws them off balance. Got it?
& Wax: Now tell me that wasn't some impressive shit. Kitchen staff...
Reese: How many more of them do you think there are?
Wax: Last census, about a billion.
& Wax: Halle-fucking-lujah, we got customers.
& Wax: The next time I tell you to shoot the fucker, shoot the fucker.
& Wax: Always wondered about guys like you, all locked up in apartments,
reading and shit.
Reese: Mostly watching Star Trek.
Wax: Star Trek...
Reese: Dreaming of getting out.
Wax: Kirk or Spock?
Reese: Uhura.
& Reese: What the hell are you doing?
Wax: Let me give you a little advice I picked up in Somalia. When a shaky 10-year-old points a gun in your face, you do whatever the fuck he wants. Now, get down here.
& Wax: Nice work, Reese.
Reese: What's so nice about it?
Wax: How about the fact that he's dead and you're alive?
& Reese: What the fuck, Wax?
Wax: Ka-fucking-boom.
& Reese: What's the deal with the bag?
Wax: What I got in this bag is gonna get me killed one day.
Reese: You look pretty bullet-proof to me.
Wax: Reese, every man's got his vices. In my case, locals here call my vice a Royale with cheese.
& Reese: So the job's finished? We can go home?
Wax: Not until the trench coats call us and tell us we can.
Reese: What if it's never over, Wax? What if we can't beat these guys?
Wax: Why don't you ask the guy you shot what it feels like to win?
& Wax: There you go. 17 microphones, 5 cameras. 2 in your bedroom.
Reese: That's impossible. Caroline couldn't even screw in a light bulb.
Wax: Whoever put this shit in knew what they were doing. Hope you got some good moves on you, buddy-boy, if it gets on YouTube.
Reese: I fucked up.
Wax: Nah, you're just in love, man. Love's always a bitch.
& Wax: I love this song. Don't you say anything about this. It's between us.
& Reese: If I can find her, I'll talk to her.
Wax: Yeah, she'll blow your fucking head off, okay? Now, you're going to have to aim up high, where there's no vest. You understand what I'm saying? Do you fucking understand what I'm saying?
Reese: Okay, I got it.
Wax: Good. Talking ain't gonna do the job, man. Okay?
& Wax: Come on, let's play a little chess game before I go.
Reese: I thought you were the kind of guy who didn't like to play chess.
Wax: I lied. Sue me.
Reese: Okay, but I got to warn you, I don't take prisoners.
Wax: Well, I got to warn you, I'm a very sore loser. {...} Listen, hoss, let me tell you something. What I forgot about this game, you haven't even learned yet.
Никакие не 6.4/10 на Imdb (> 14.000 голосов по состоянию на 14/6/10) против у-а 4.8 несвежих помодиров.
! Аааа, совершенно трэшовая вешь.
) Весь фильм — сплошные гэги. А про перепевки из Чтива все уже сказали.
! Траволта — красавчег. Из него вполне может получиться Рембо нашего времени.
. Настоящие парни указали лягушатникам на их место в историческом процессе.
. Французы простебались над американцами так, что те даже не заметили этого.
! Файнали:
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