[
the Surgeon General gropes Taslima's breasts]
Surgeon General of Beverly Hills:
My God, they're real!
Snake Plissken:
I got just one question. Which one of you assholes gets to die trying to stick me?
Snake Plissken:
One question: which of you assholes gets to die trying to stick me?
Malloy:
You don't understand. It's already in you.
[
Snake looks down at his hand, where it was scratched earlier]
Brazen:
Catches on quick, doesn't he?
[
after the President orders Snake executed]
Malloy:
On my command... FIRE!
[
the soldiers open fire, without effect. Malloy grabs a rifle, walks up to Snake, and swings the butt through his body]
Brazen:
He's not even *here*! He's a hologram!
Snake Plissken:
Catches on quick, doesn't she?
[
rumble]
Snake Plissken:
What's that?
Pipeline:
Tsu-nami, Snake! Tsunami!
President:
What's it going to be, Plissken? Them or us?
Snake Plissken:
I shut down the third world, you win they lose. I shut down America, they win you lose. The more things change, the more they stay the same.
Snake Plissken:
Sad story. You got a smoke?
[
to the crowd]
Cuervo Jones:
I give you the death of SNAKE PLISSKEN!
Snake Plissken:
Let's say I come back and I have your black box. Who'll give me the antidote to the virus?
Malloy:
A medical team will be standing by.
Snake Plissken:
Neither one of you will be there?
Malloy:
No.
Snake Plissken:
Good!
[
Snake opens fire on them with his machine gun, but to no effect]
Malloy:
Ha! Figured you might try that, hotshot. That's why the first clip is loaded with blanks. Bye bye, Snake. Good luck!
President:
Man is too dumb to survive L.A.
Malloy:
We're holograms, Plissken.
Malloy:
For God sakes, don't do it, Snake!
Snake Plissken:
The name's Plissken.
[
pushes the button]
Hershe Las Palmas:
What's in it for me?
Snake Plissken:
I know that voice. You're Carjack Malone.
Snake Plissken:
Got a smoke?
Malloy:
The United States is a non-smoking nation! No smoking, no drugs, no alcohol, no women - unless you're married - no foul language, no red meat!
Snake Plissken:
Land of the free.
Cuervo Jones:
You might have survived Cleveland. You might have escaped from New York. But this is L.A., vato. And you're about to find out that this fucking city can kill anybody!
Snake Plissken:
Your rules are really beginning to annoy me.
[
last lines]
[
after having shut down all machinery in the world]
Snake Plissken:
Welcome to the human race.
Taslima:
What are you doing here in LA?
Snake Plissken:
Dying.
President:
You'll be given a full pardon for every moral crime you've committed in the United States.
Snake Plissken:
Sounds familiar.
Snake Plissken:
You'd better hope I don't make it back!
Snake Plissken:
[
to the President] I can see you're real concerned about your daughter.
[
Snake is racing in a submarine]
Malloy:
Slow down, Snake!
Snake Plissken:
You slow down, dickhead! I'm the one dying!
Duty Sergeant:
What would you say to all of us who believed in you, who looked up to you, who thought you stood for right over wrong, good over evil? Be my guest. What do you have to say, Plissken?
Snake Plissken:
Call me Snake.
[
explaining the basketball rules to Snake]
Cuervo Jones:
Two hoops, full court. Ten-second shot clock. Miss a shot, you get shot. Shot clock buzzer goes off before you shoot, you get shot. Two points for a basket, no three-point bullshit. All you gotta do is get ten points. That's it.
[
pause]
Cuervo Jones:
By the way, nobody's ever walked off that court alive. Nobody.
[
facing four gunmen at once]
Snake Plissken:
I'm gonna give you assholes a chance. What do you say we play a little Bangkok Rules?
[
picks up a tin can. The four gunmen back up and get ready]
Snake Plissken:
Nobody draws until this hits the ground.
[
throws the can high into the air, then pulls his revolvers and kills all four gunmen before the can lands. Can hits the ground]
Snake Plissken:
Draw.
Malloy:
This is your last chance, hotshot.
Snake Plissken:
For what?
Malloy:
Freedom.
Snake Plissken:
In America? That died a long time ago.
[
seeing the crowd chanting Snake's name after he's beaten the basketball shots]
Map to the Stars Eddie:
This town loves a winner...
Snake Plissken:
You know where I can find Cuervo Jones?
Skinhead:
What do I look like a fuckin' tourist guide?
Snake Plissken:
Fuck you, I'm going to Hollywood...
Snake Plissken:
[
Snake finds a dead thug wearing his stolen jacket] I'll take my coat back now, asshole.
Surgeon General of Beverly Hills:
What a beautiful blue eye!
[
repeated line]
Taslima:
I thought you'd be taller.
Cuervo Jones:
Bend over mister President, it's time for a spanking!
Cuervo Jones:
Looks like Snake Plissken!
Utopia:
Who?
Cuervo Jones:
He used to be a gunfighter. He kind of faded out of the scene a few years ago. I hear he slowed down.
Utopia:
He don't look that slow, butter roll!
Cuervo Jones:
Nobody rolls into town and direspects me! Not Snake Plissken, not nobody! Bolas!
Snake Plissken:
[
bored tone of voice] Who're you?
President:
I'm your President.
Snake Plissken:
[
unimpressed] Understand you got some domestic problems...
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