Rachel:
You afraid I might get picked off in my snazzy running suit?
Frank:
No, I'm afraid that I might have to jog with you.
Rachel:
So, can we get you anything?
Frank:
Yeah, orange juice.
Rachel:
Straight?
Frank:
Aw, Christ, I told you why! I - I can't protect you like this.
Rachel:
So that's it for me? That's it?
Frank:
Yeah.
Rachel:
Well, I don't believe it!
Frank:
Well, you can live with it, or you can fire me.
Rachel:
But I can't fuck you.
Rachel:
And you're ready to die for me?
Frank:
It's the job.
Rachel:
And you'd do it? Why?
Frank:
I can't sing.
Rachel:
[
sees her son, Fletcher, getting into a boat] You know, Fletcher can't swim very well.
Herb Farmer:
I guess he'd better stay in the boat, then.
Frank:
[
after Nicki kisses him] You're a lovely woman.
Nicki Marron:
But you don't want me. I'm surprised. Thorough fellow like yourself. Why stop at one sister when you could have fucked them both?
Frank:
I make my mistakes.
Nicki Marron:
But you didn't say no to the boss.
Sy Spector:
Bill said you used to be with the Secret Service.
Frank:
That's right.
Sy Spector:
Ever guard the main man?
Frank:
I was two years with Carter, four with Reagan.
Sy Spector:
Reagan got shot!
Frank:
Not on my shift.
Frank:
[
shakes the weathered intercom speaker] Frank Farmer to see Miss Marron.
Intercom voice:
[
static hiss] What?
Frank:
Alexander Graham Bell, to see Miss Marron.
Intercom voice:
You got an appointment?
Frank:
Yeah... the atomic number of zinc is thirty.
Intercom voice:
All right.
[
gate opens to let Frank enter]
Rachel:
Well, you don't look like a bodyguard.
Frank:
What'd you expect?
Rachel:
Well, I don't know, maybe a tough guy?
Frank:
This is my disguise.
Frank:
We're adding to your duties. You're my new assistant.
Henry:
Says who?
Frank:
Henry, I've spent a lot of time guarding people all over the world, and I've found one thing to be true - no matter how incompetent the assassins, no matter how much they miss their target, there's always one person who always gets hit.
Henry:
Who?
Frank:
The cocky black chauffeur.
Woman in Green:
[
approaching Frank] I've been watching you all night from across the room.
Frank:
Why don't you go back there. Keep watching.
Fletcher 'Fletch' Marron:
What are you afraid of?
Frank:
I'm af - I'm afraid of not being there.
Rachel:
Will you grab that jacket for me? The red one, please?
Frank:
I'm here to keep you alive, not help you shop.
Frank:
[
when asked how he uncovered the identity of the assassin] They don't wash cars on the upper level.
Frank:
This house is wide open.
Sy Spector:
Excuse me?
Frank:
I said this house is wide open and you people have no clue what real security is or what it takes to achieve it.
Rachel:
And I want to be able to eat brunch with my friends.
Frank:
So go on Tuesdays.
Sy Spector:
Tuesday morning brunch? Where'd you get this guy, Bill?
Rachel:
But I can't go out on a date because you have to be with me every minute. I mean, what if he wants to invite me up to his place afterwards? Are you gonna come too?
Rachel:
I don't trust discipline. I know, at that crucial moment, I'd cop out.
Rachel:
What's going on, Frank?
Frank:
I want to keep it straight in my head what job I'm doing.
Rachel:
And what is that exactly? Making me feel like shit?
Nicki Marron:
[
to Frank, referring to Rachel] Everybody said she was a sure thing...But of course, you already knew that.
[
as Rachel heads towards the waiting paparazzi]
Frank:
Is this really necessary?
Rachel:
Quit bitchin', Farmer, this is the part you *do* get paid for!
Rachel:
[
to Frank] What are you looking at? You've probably never had a heavy night in your whole damn disciplined life.
Rachel:
You know, Farmer, you're a self-righteous son of a bitch.
Frank:
[
chuckles]
Rachel:
And don't you laugh at me! Don't you dare judge me!
Frank:
Oh, give me a break, will ya? I didn't tell you to fuck everybody in the hotel!
Frank:
The people who hire me, they don't have to be convinced to save their own lives.
Frank:
This is the night.
Fletcher 'Fletch' Marron:
You're the new bodyguard aren't you.
Frank:
[
Smiles] What do you know about it?
Fletcher 'Fletch' Marron:
I've got ears.
Frank:
Well i'll remember that!
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