Gina Quotes in The Heat (2013)


Gina Quotes:

  • Gina: Hey, Shan.

    [Mullins knocks the cup out of her hand, spilling its contents on the floor, while walking away]

    Gina: Well, that was wicked rude.

  • Gina: [In a self-deprecating way about her apartment] The walls are made of cardboard, but it's home.

  • Dr. Martin Harris: You should have let me drown.

    Gina: What matters is what you do now, Martin.

  • Gina: [after reluctantly agreeing to help Martin] Sentiment - it's always the first thing to go.

  • [last lines]

    Gina: [opening her new passport] Claudia Marie Taylor. I like it.

    Dr. Martin Harris: It suits you.

    Gina: Who are you?

    Dr. Martin Harris: Henry. Henry Taylor.

    Gina: Ahh. Nice to meet you, Mr. Taylor.

    Dr. Martin Harris: Nice to meet you...

  • Dr. Martin Harris: Gina... -giving money- Thank you!

    Gina: More than I need.

    Dr. Martin Harris: It's less than you deserve.

  • Reggie: I got chased by a motherfuckin' Mexican and a big white bitch today. Looking like a project power ranger, chasing me all over this place.

    Gina: What are you talking about, Reggie?

    Reggie: There was some kind of diamond heist near the beach today, right? Bucum, chasing me. I'm running. I accidentally hid in the back of the damn crooks' van.

    Gina: A diamond heist, Reggie?

    Reggie: Then they tried to kill me.

    Gina: So, what happened after that? How did you escape?

    Reggie: How did I escape? You know how I escaped. I fought my way up out of there.

    [wildly hitting at the air]

    Reggie: I hit about five dudes, knocked about three bitches down. You know I don't play, Gina.

    Gina: Baby, you can't fight.

    Reggie: Who can't fight? I was knockin'. I hit this one dude. He ran up on me. I was like, "Mmm!"

    [wildly hitting at the air]

    Reggie: He hit me in the head twice. And I did... Look. And I grabbed. And then he hit me one more time. You can't tell me. See, I'm nervous and paranoid, man.

  • Jake Rodgers: I'm Special Op's.

    Gina: Try Special Mops.

  • [from trailer]

    Jake Rodgers: I'm the Black Rambo!

    Gina: ...Blambo?

  • Gina: All you ever think about is LSD. One of these days you're gonna take a trip and never come back.

    Acid: Yeah? You really think so? Groovy!

  • Gina: He's really hard to kill.

  • Nick: What's the first thing you do when you step onto a plane? Maybe you have a sip of that fine champagne? You do fly in first class, right?

    Cliff: I put away my shit like everyone else.

    Nick: Well, when I board a plane, making my way back to the cheap seats, I clock every door. I pace off the distance between those exits and my seat. That plane loses power on takeoff, I can make egress in the dark, totally blind. If the aisle crowds up, I'm going to climb over the back on 36D, guy with that shiny-ass toupee, make the over the wing exit. And I know the handle swings down not up. And I know the door swings in not out. And I know all that inside of 30 seconds, before they even pop the cork for you up there in Hollywood class. See, if you wait till the emergency happens before you decide what to do, you're already dead.

    Cydney: What chance do you have of that happening?

    Nick: Happened in Sioux City.

    Cydney: Sioux City?

    Nick: DC-10. If rolled 4 times on landing. Wound up in an Iowa cornfield, 112 people dead.

    Cydney: Yeah, I remember watching that on TV.

    Nick: Yeah. I saw if from the inside.

    Gina: He is really hard to kill.

  • Rick: Relax, relax!

    Gina: I need to go right now, okay? Do you here me?

    Cliff: This is my wife's friend, she has little issue with um... crystal meth, okay? Normally she's pretty functional, but obviously... this ain't normal.

    Gina: He killed my Nicko! He killed my boyfriend!

    Cliff: Oh, come on!

    Gina: He wants to be us! That's what he wants, okay... him and his wife wanna be us!

    Cliff: She's dosed right out of her mind right now... I mean it's been. Look! Look, look, look, look, come here.

    Gina: No, no, no! Don't go, Don't go.

    Cliff: Look at this... I'm finding these the whole trip. I think she just got in over her head this time. So, I hope you don't have to involve the... police or anything like that. I mean, I promise I'll get her back safe... okay?

    Gina: Don't listen to him! Don't listen to him!

    Sherman: Look mam, we're just here because someone took off with two of our boats. The last thing we want is to get involved with somebody else's mess.

    Cliff: Okay, cool.

    Sherman: Right?

    Rick: Yeah, right.

    Cliff: Cool.

    Rick: Except...

    Cliff: Except what?

    Rick: Ya know it's just that, I don't get why her pupils are normal... and yours are the size of olives.

    Cliff: Guys... that was a perfectly good story.

    [starts shooting everyone]

    Cliff: Fuck! Count your fucking shots!

  • Nick: You know, if you're so fricking smart you could play stupid once in awhile.

    Gina: That'd be your job.

  • GinaNick: [last lines - in unison] I don't need no honeymoon / let's not do a honey moon...

  • Cliff: So you were like Special Ops. What were you Seals? Rangers?

    Nick: Officially, I'm only allowed to say that I've been a sworn officer participating in a phase of certain missions that would make most men want to crawl up and hide inside their own assholes.

    Cydney: and unofficially?

    Nick: I'm a goddamn American Jedi. Possible title number one, by the way.

    Nick: Hey, see this? Took a frag from a Bouncing Betty. It's an antipersonnel mine. Caved in the back of my fucking head. Medevaced out to Germany. Got my skull rebuilt with space-age titanium. Can't go through a metal detector without ringing cherries, but that's cool. Let's me travel with Gilligan just about wherever I want.

    Cydney: Gilligan?

    Nick: My little buddy

    Cliff: That's some toothpick

    Nick: Here's the kicker, though. When I took that shrapnel, I never felt it. I mean, I felt the impact and I felt my backside go all wet, but no real pain. Now, maybe I don't recall the events in full. They did scoop out a little gray Spam back there, but get this. My wolf pack? They will swear that I was ambulatory for more than 17 minutes before they forced me to lie down. Tackled me. Even then I was looking to monkey-fuck a Marlboro Light. There's no nerve endings in the brain Cliff. Remember that when you write the scene.

    Cliff: Yeah, there's some really good details there.

    Gina: Yeah, he's really hard to kill.

  • Nick: [handing her the ring] This is for you.

    Gina: Holy crap.

    Gina: Did you get it from the store in Honolulu?

    Nick: eBay.

    Gina: How long have you had it?

    Nick: Year and a half.

    Gina: A year and a half? Well what were you waitin' for you dumb bastard!

    Nick: The right moment...

    Gina: Baby, you are a man in full.

  • Gina: Well, wooptee toe!

  • Prof. Alvah Jesper: What's that?

    Gina: An American Cowboy song. Don't look so funny. One of your shot-down fliers from New Arizona taught it to me.

    Prof. Alvah Jesper: New Mexico.

    Gina: New Arizona.

    Prof. Alvah Jesper: Okay. New Arizona.

  • Gina: Come back. Come back for me.

    Prof. Alvah Jesper: Good-bye, my darling. I'll be back.

  • Gina: Absence makes...

    Nino Quincampoix: ...the heart grow fonder.

  • [Debra has just shaved her head]

    Gina: Well "Sinead O'Rebellion." Shock me shock me shock me with that deviant behavior.

    Debra: God, that is so clever. I swear you get smarter the shorter your skirt gets.

    Gina: And you get smarter the shorter your hair gets, so it's probably a good thing you went with that. It's a wonderful look for you darling.

  • Gina: Isn't it customary to leave the scene after committing the crime?

    Debra: Definitely an amateur.

  • Gina: Attention Rex Manning fans, to your left you will notice a shoplifter being chased by night manager, Lucas. This young man will be caught, deep fried in a vat of hot oil and served to our first hundred customers. Just another tasty treat from the gang at Empire Records.

  • Debra: No visible tattoos.

    Gina: No revealing clothing.

    Debra: We're both screwed. At least you're used to it.

  • Gina: Oh now, Debra, don't be bitter, surely with your ever growing collection of flesh mutilating silver appendages and your brand new neo-nazi boot camp makeover the boys will come a-runnin'.

  • [Wearing nothing but a MusicTown apron]

    Gina: Welcome to MusicTown, may I service you?

  • Corey: I'm not like you, I don't need to do what you do with guys.

    Gina: Oh, I see, not like me, the turbo-slut.

  • [Wearing nothing but a Musictown apron]

    Gina: I really think Musictown is torn on the revealing garment issue.

  • Gina: Lucas, what are you doing in here?

    Lucas: My life has reached its pinnacle. Joe is letting me close the store tonight.

  • Gina: I don't know it's just something I've always been able to do.

    Rex Manning: Alright. What am I wearing now?

    Gina: Jockies. Navy Blue. Am I right?

    Rex Manning: I don't know.

    Gina: Well why don't you check it out, and you let me know.

  • Joe: Gina, you'd better go home.

    Gina: Am I fired?

    Joe: Have I fired anyone today? No. Why would I start with you?

  • Dr. Buddy Rydell: Dave assaulted a female flight attendant in mid-air.

    Stacy: Nice.

    Gina: I bet you beat her good.

    Dave Buznik: I didn't beat anybody. I touched a woman...

    Chuck: Liar, bullshitter, you're a WOMAN BEATER! And you can't admit it, because you're a deluded piece of garbage!

    Dave Buznik: I don't know about all that but... now I know why you're here.

  • Stacy: Uh, we're in the adult film industry, and, we're lovers.

    Gina: Yeah.

    Stacy: So Gina was having sex with this guy Meelo which was totally cool cause it was in the script.

    Gina: So we invited him back to the house because we like a little variety...

    Stacy: I look up and see Gina kissing Meelo on the MOUTH which is not cool, because it violates our threesome code of ethics!

    Gina: So Stacy bit my toe off.

    Stacy: Then Meelo starts yelling, calling me a crazy skank...

    Gina: And nobody talks to my bitch that way.

    Stacy: That's right.

    Gina: So I stapled his lip SHUT.

    Dave Buznik: Well, we've all... been there.

  • Stacy: [about Mayor Giuliani] Who is that guy?

    Gina: I think it's Bill Clinton.

  • Gina: I'm finished speaking to both of you okay? You're both fucking insane. You want to know what your problem is? MTV, Playboy, and Madison fucking Avenue. Yes. Let me explain something to you, ok? Girls with big tits have big asses. Girls with little tits have little asses. That's the way it goes. God doesn't fuck around; he's a fair guy. He gave the fatties big, beautiful tits and the skinnies little tiny niddlers. It's not my rule. If you don't like it, call him. Hey Mitch. Thank you.

    [Looking at a porn magazine]

    Gina: Oh, guys, look what we have here. Look at this, your favorite. Oh, you like that?

    Tommy: I could go along with that.

    Gina: Yeah, that's nice right? Well, it doesn't exist ok. Look at the hair. The hair is long, it's flowing, it's like a river. Well, it's a fucking weave ok? And the tits, please! I could hang my overcoat on them. Tits by design were invented to be suckled by babies. Yes, they're purely functional. These are silicon city. And look, my favorite, the shaved pubis. Pubic hair being too unruly and all. Very key. This is a mockery, this is a sham, this is bullshit. Implants, collagen, plastic, capped teeth, the fat sucked out, the hair extended, the nose fixed, the bush shaved... These are not real women, all right? They're beauty freaks. And they make all us normal women with our wrinkles, our puckered boobs, hi bob, and our cellulite feel somehow inadequate. Well I don't buy it, all right? But you fucking mooks, if you think that if there's a chance in hell that you'll end up with one of these women, you don't give us real women anything approaching a commitment. It's pathetic. I don't know what you think you're going to do. You're going to end up eighty-years old, drooling in some nursing home, then you're going to decide, it's time to settle down, get married, have kids? What, are you going to find a cheerleader? Charge it Mitch.

    Tommy: I think you're over simplifying.

    Gina: Oh eat me. Look at Paul. With his models on the wall, his dog named Elle McPherson. He's insane. He's obsessed. You're all obsessed. If you had an once of self-esteem, of self-worth, of self-confidence, you would realize that as trite as it may sound, beauty is truly skin-deep. And you know what, if you ever did hook one of those girls, I guarantee you'd be sick of her.

    Tommy: Yeah, I suppose I'd get sick of her after about, what, twenty or thirty years?

    Gina: Get over yourself. Thank you Mitch. Say hello to Gertrude.

    Tommy: What?

    Gina: No mater how perfect the nipple, how supple the thigh, unless there is some other shit going on in the relationship, besides the physical, it's going to get old, ok? And you guys, as a gender, have got to get a grip. Otherwise, the future of the human race is in jeopardy.

    Willie Conway: What was that?

    Tommy: I don't know, but a great ass.

    Willie Conway: Nice tits. Come on let's go.

  • Gina: At first, after the breakup, you'll have these visions. Of you alone, 57,58, walking around, wearing a nightgown, your hair in a bun, maybe you're a librarian, heating up a can of soup for one, and worrying about the cobwebs that are growing in your womb.

  • Denise: Am I gettin' nutty, but you are moving to *Rome*. It's an adventure.

    Gina: Rome.


    Gina: Rome, Washington.

  • Gina: You think my fanny's a good-luck charm?

  • Gina: Okay, you know what? I'm not being a bitch here. You're missing Marie's recital tonight, and I said we could wait 'til after the softball season to go on our honeymoon. I even let you pick your scumbag friend Artie as best man!

    Maz: Sweetheart, listen, huh? It's the first game of the season. I just don't wanna be late, alright? I'm with you on the cakes, I'll look at 'em later.

    Gina: You know, I was gonna surprise you by making your little plastic man on the cake a Derek Jeter action figure. But now? No. I'm making you one of those Puerto Ricans from the fucking Mets!

    Maz: Don't even joke like that, Gina!

  • Gina: [in Italian] It was my first time. Did you like it?

    Fabrizio: [in Italian] Me? Are you kidding? More fun than laughing.

  • Gina: [in Italian] Fabrizio, go easy on my hymen.

  • Gina: What Calvin NEEDS you to do is to get up off your fat ass an' cut some heads!

    Eddie: Now how you gonna talk about size... when you one Reese's Pieces away from Jenny Craig y'self?

  • David: She dead?

    Ronnie: Yeah.

    Tom: Oh, yeah.

    Gina: Your hair looks great!

    Amanda: You like it? I'm not sure.

    Gina: Yeah! Really great.

  • Val: Gina?

    Gina: Yeah?

    Val: What... what time do you think it is now?

    Gina: It's time to ask about Brad again!

    Val: Oh just FINE! FINE!

    Gina: No, I don't mean that. I just mean, just ENJOY this! I mean Molly's gonna get us out of here. All we have to do is enjoy this. Look at this place... I mean would you look at that toilet? It's the most disgusting toilet I ever saw! What if you had to pee right now?

    Val: Just shut up, I DO have to go pee right now!

  • Gina: No, Matt, I've been up since six.

    Matt: I've been up about a minute and a half.

  • Gina: C'mon Matt. How many failed products have you had lately. The TV cap? Watch TV while you jog?

  • Ro: [on hearing Mr Hill is cheating on his wife] I don't get it. Mrs Hill is pretty. I mean, she's really pretty.

    Gina: Show me a beautiful woman, I'll show you a man who's tired of fucking her.

  • Gina: I'll let him spank me


    Gina: Did I just say that out loud?

    Ro: [laughs] Yeah...

  • Gina: Well, there's only one world - the real world - and in that world if a man takes a woman out on a Friday night in her hooker heels and she can't bring her homegirl, he tryin' to get some booty.

  • Gina: Who's that?

    Honey: I don't know... just some guy from the center.

    Gina: Well he's fine, why you duckin'?

    Honey: I'm not duckin'!

    Gina: You duckin'! You duckin' like a bobblehead!

    [Wobbles her head around]

  • Gina: Honey, you got skills. And that's gonna take you places.

  • [Katrina bumps into Honey]

    Gina: I think you owe her an apology.

    Katrina: I don't owe anybody anything, especially not some section eight, no-rhythm-having club ho. People pay me to dance. Be gone. Whoo!

  • Gina: Hmm. Sounds like somebody's trying to dip their fingers in the Honey jar to me.

    Honey: Gina, he's my boss.

    Gina: You say that like you never heard of Monica Lewinsky.

  • Gina: [resurrected as a vampire] Marianne... my darling Marianne... you haven't forgotten your little Gina? Put you arms around me, please, I want to kiss you, Marianne. Please be kind to me. Say that you forgive me for letting *him* love me.

  • Gina: I grew up in my dad's motorcycle shop with three foul-mouthed brothers that protected me like lions - strong, brave and confident. That's what they made me, and that's what I expect from others.

  • Gina: Courage doesn't need explaining. It need action.

  • Andrew: When I was younger, I had this schizo relative - Uncle Victor. He's a pilot. He was... he was... in the U.S. Air Force.

    Gina: They don't let schizos fly jets.

    Andrew: He didn't start off like that. It wasn't till he claimed he was abducted by some sort of being, some being that said something was gonna happen to the Earth in the future.

    Karla: And you expect us to listen to some loony abduction story out here?

    Heather: Just let him continue. Please?

  • Joan: You know what I wish we could do?

    Gina: Drugs?

  • Warwick: Now the first thing we're gonna do is running-in-place. Does anybody know what happens when you run in place?

    Gina: You miss the bus.

  • Joan: What'd you wanna come here for anyway?

    Gina: I have this morbid fascination for pain and suffering.

  • Midge: So are you looking forward to playing basketball in your birthday suits, girls?

    Fern Hymenstein: What?

    Gina: That's the name of the game, baby: Strip-Basketball. It's very simple. You make a basket, we take something off. We make a basket, you take something off.

  • Joan: Wait, I think she's coming to.

    Gina: She's coming too? Well, we all know Warwick did, but Susie?

  • Gina: I thought this was supposed to be our big gig. What's the entire school board doing here?

  • Gina: Hmmm, well yes, ladies and gentleman, as you can see the atmosphere here is charged - mostly because the girls couldn't afford cash.

  • Gina: What are you reading, Susie? 'You Are What You Chew.' When are you gonna give up on this health food bullshit?

    Susie: I happen to believe my body is a sacred temple.

    Joan: Gina's body is more like the corner store... open 24 hours.

    Gina: Well at least mine's not a drive-thru, honey.

  • Gina: [reading] "How many times and how long..." But do they think that I make love with a chronometer in my hand!?

  • Gina: [first lines - chanting] Pretty little Gina was a clever little girl. Had a plan to help about one half of the world. No matter how she tried to help everyone at once, 50% fell into a dark and dismal slump.

  • The Devil: [at custom party] I'll see you in hell sweet thing.

    Gina: Writhing on a sea of aborted fetus' no doubt.

  • Stefan: You're out of this world.

    Gina: You're not, but you'll do.

  • Jennifer: I'm just wondering a lot of things. The first big thing, is why? And the second thing is, how do we forget?

    Gina: There's no going back you know.

  • Ian: You're not in control. No one's controlling this. It's not personal. It's not about us. Don't fool yourself into thinking you understand it. You can either service it or resist it. Either way, in the end it wins. Not everyone's saved. But without it, everyone is doomed.

    Gina: Human hands are so nice.

  • Gina: Just answer me one thing, am I saving them or destroying them?

    Ian: Is there a difference?

  • Gina: You were right about there still being mysteries. I hope is stays that way forever.

  • [last lines]

    Gina: The tender words we said to one another are stored in the secret heart of heaven. One day like rain they will fall and spread, and our mystery will grow green over the world.

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