Hank Quotes in X-Men: Days of Future Past (2014)

Hank: Morning, Logan. Late start?

Carrie: Who is that guy?

Cody, Band Singer at Double Deuce: Ladies and gentlemen... Wade Garrett.

Hank: Holy shit!

Wade Garrett: Exactly right.

Hank: [singing] I see trees of green, red roses too. I see them bloom, for me and for you. And I think to myself: What a wonderful world! I see giant bees, and I could have told ya: Don't trust Alexander - he's older than Yoda. And I think to myself: What a wonderful world! The island that we stand on... Well, it's currently sinking. Sending those secret codes - what the heck were you drinking? But it's all in the past, we wiped the slate clean! We're going to find Nemo's submarine! And you'll think to yourself: What a wonderful world. Oh, yeah...

Alexander: [On Sean's sprained ankle] On three. One...

[Pops ankle back]

Hank: What happened to two and three?

Sean: Yes, what happened to two and three?

Alexander: Two. Three.

Hank: [fighting a giant lizard with a flare] Not now, Sean. She's scared!

Sean: No, it's cold-blooded and it's attracted to heat.

[the lizard bites the flare]

Hank: That's emasculating.

Sean: Now what?

Hank: Now there's only one thing left. The thunder cookie.

[clenching his fist at the giant lizard and punches it]

Hank: I think I just made it worse.

[the lizard growls at them]

Kailani: Hope she doesn't like Polynesian food.

Gabato: I hope she doesn't like food with poop in its pants!

Hank: What in the blue heck is that?

Gabato: That is the finest helicopter in Palau!

Sean: I'd hate to see the worst.

Kailani: Hey, I can't believe we actually made it off the island!

Sean: Yeah...

[they look at each other]

Hank: [whispering into Sean's ear] Pop your pecs.

Sean: [turns to face Hank, whispering back angrily] I'm not gonna pop my pecs.

Hank: Now's the perfect time to pop your pecs. She's gonna love it, believe me. You...

Sean: I'm not gonna pop my pecs!

Hank: Do it, do it...

Sean: No, I'm not gonna pop my pecs!

Hank: She would love it, believe me!

Sean: No...

Kailani: Ahem!

[Sean turns back to her]

Kailani: You two done yet?

Hank: [whispering into Sean's ear] Pop your pecs.

Kailani: [puts her hands around Sean's neck] Thank you. For everything.

[she kisses him]

Hank: [to himself] That works too.

Hank: [to Sean] I'd rather take the Titanic.

Sean: Told you it'd work.

Hank: You were right. I can't believe we made it.

Sean: It's Jules Verne, man. You gotta believe.

Hank: [to Sean] Pop your pecs.

Sean: Ladies and gentlemen, I give you...

Hank: the mysterious island.

Hank: You know, I think it's best we get out of here. Besides, after that mating call of yours, she may have ideas about making you her husband.

Alexander: Oh, witty. Good for you, Henry.

Hank: [laughs sarcastically] The name's Hank. It's never Henry. Just Hank.

Alexander: Ah. I see you're a man of incisive decision. Why don't you lead the way? Oh, actually, we want to live through the night. Yes. So maybe you should all follow me.

Hank: It takes a big man to play a little guitar.

Alexander: And a bigger one to listen.

Hank: It looks like the liquefation has tripled overnight.

Kailani: What does that mean?

Hank: It means this island is sinking a lot faster than we thought.

Alexander: I thought you said a couple of days.

Hank: Now it looks more like a couple of hours.

Sean: A couple of hours?

Hank: We need to get to that sub now or we're all gonna be 20,000 leagues under the sea.

Alexander: I wanted to give you this.

Sean: A book?

Alexander: Oh, it's not just a book. It's a trip I want us to go on, all of us, as a family.

Sean: From the Earth to the Moon.

Alexander: What do you say?

Kailani: I think there's only one thing to say.

Sean: So, who's up for an adventure?

Liz: No, no, no!

Hank: Oh honey, what could possibly go wrong? It's only the moon!

[Earl is trying to reach for the keys in his car and Hank is walking up to him]

Hank: Need some help?

Earl: Are you asking me if I need some help or am I stealing this car?

Hank: Are you stealing this car?

Earl: Does it look like I'm stealing this damn car?

Hank: A little bit.

Earl: Why, 'cause I'm black? If you saw a white guy doing this you'd give him a reward.

Hank: Let me see your license.

Earl: I ain't showin' you a damn thing! This is my car and I didn't do anything wrong. You owe me an apology.

Hank: You're in dangerous grounds here, bub, I'd be careful what comes out of your mouth next!

Earl: Oh, you want to hear what comes out of my mouth next? You're... a... fucking... pig!

Hank: Do you actually believe the crap that comes out of your mouth?

Earl: I'm not really sure until I'm finished talkin'.

Hank: This is a beer keg. It doesn't make any sense.

Earl: It makes sense when you put together the pieces.

Hank: What pieces?

Earl: It's obvious. The CIA, they're smuggling alcohol into the inner city in an effort to further subjugate the black man.

Hank: Do you know how to hot wire a car?

Earl: what, you think because i'm black I can hot wire a car

Hank: Well can you?

Earl: Yeah! but not because I'm Black

[Hank is mad at Earl]

Hank: You got something in your teeth.

Earl: Where, here or here?

[Hank punches Earl]

Hank: Get out of the damn car!

Woman in car: [Slapping Hank] Didn't your mama teach you any manners? The least you could do is ask me nice!

Hank: I know baby. But I promise you. My life is already pretty much figured out.

[Mason and Hank has just stolen some meat]

Security Guard: Well well, I finally caught your ass.

Hank: We're just hungry, partner. Give us a break, will ya?

Jack Mason: Yo man, we don't want no trouble, we'll give it back!

Security Guard: To hell with giving it back! It's already been contaminated with your filth! Somebody's going to PAY!

Hank: I hate to ask favors of anyone I like, but now I've got to.

Judge Cameron: ...Four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve. Well, gents, there's twelve of you, and it takes twelve to make a jury. Now we got two men here to hang. But we are going to do it by the law. Hank, you be foreman.

Hank: Huh? Oh, all right, judge.

Judge Cameron: Lift your right hand. Do you solemnly swar to put the law on them bank robbers, so help ya?

Hank: I do.

Judge Cameron: That's the stuff, Hank! Now wait a minute, we got to have a little evidence... but very little!

Dory: What is so great about plans? I never had a plan! Did I plan to lose my parents? No. Did I plan to find Marlin? No. Did you and I plan to meet? Wait. Did we?

Hank: Are you almost done?

Dory: Well, I don't think we did. And that's because the best things happen by chance. Because that's life. And that's you being with me out in the ocean not safe in some stupid glass box.

Hank: You know something? I have no idea why you're even doing this.

Dory: What do you mean?

Hank: It seems like a lot of trouble just to find some more fish. If I had short-term memory loss, I'd just swim off into the blue and forget everything.

Dory: I don't wanna do that. I-I want my family.

Hank: Not me, kid, I don't want anyone to worry about. You're lucky. No Memories. No problems.

Hank: I just want to live in a glass box alone. That's all I want.

Dory: [Reading from the map] Kids zone!

Hank: No! No kids! Kids grab things! And I'm not losing another tentacle for you.

Dory: You lost a tentacle? Well, then you're not an octopus, you're a septopus. I may not remember, but I can count.

Hank: Holy carp.

Hank: Suck it, bipeds!

Dory: Hank, I'm gonna ask you to do something crazy.

Hank: I'm okay with crazy.

Hank: If you don't know Jurassic Park, you don't know shit.

Hank: Before the Internet every girl was a lot more special.

Hank: Because I'm just a scared, ugly, useless person.

Manny: But maybe everyone's a little bit ugly. Maybe we're all just dying sacks of shit, and maybe all it'll take is one person to just be okay with that, and then the whole world will be dancing and singing and farting, and everyone will feel a little bit less alone.

Hank: Manny, you have no idea how nice that sounds.

Hank: You can't just say anything that comes into your head, that's bad talking.

Hank: Manny I think your penis is guiding us home.

Manny: I'm scared because I fear if I die I might really miss you.

Hank: Oh you're the worst.

Hank: Maybe that's just something the brain invents to survive.

Manny: Yeah. Like maybe your brain invented me to distract you from the fact that eventually your eyes are gonna stop blinking and your mouth will stop chewing and your blood will stop pumping and then you're gonna shit yourself. And that's it.

Hank: No. No, that's not it. Because then my organs are going to shit themselves.

Manny: And then your cells will shit themselves, and then all your shit's gonna get mixed in with everyone else's shit till there's nothing left of you, and then that's it.

Hank: I don't know, man. That sounds kind of nice, everyone's shit mixing, because then someday some of your shit is gonna meet up with some of my shit, and we'll have something to look forward to, you know?

Manny: You're disgusting.

Hank: Buses are for people that doen't know each other.

Hank: The important, for now, is to find what was your life

Manny: What is life?

Hank: Every day, you ride the bus and count the minutes, hoping you'll see her again. She smiles, and you feel a strange tingle up the back of your neck. Something carnal inside of you causes your body to break out in sweats. You feel like the luckiest man in the world. She sits alone, just like every other day, and looks out the window lost in her thoughts. You know that look. She's just as alone as you are. But she doesn't have to be. You could talk to her. Tell her you'd love to sit next to her today and every other day, because life is short, and no one deserves to ride the bus alone.

Hank: Poop is when your body takes everything it doesn't want and squeezes it out your butt.

Hank: OK Manny talk to her.

Manny: What I talk about?

Hank: Just whatever comes naturally.

Manny: hello!, I don't know why but I have the sudden urge to put my mouth on your mouth.

Hank: OK that's called kissing you can't do that yet is too fast.

Manny: Oh! how about if I put my penis on you.

Hank: That's even worse!

Manny: Oh! so sorry, what about if just the tip, like just the very beginning.

Hank: OK Manny is not about sex!

Hank: How do you expect anyone to want to talk to you if you sound retarded? I sound like my dad.

Hank: Hello, world! My name is Hank Thompson, and I've been stranded out on an island in the Pacific all alone! And this man, this man saved me from the brink of death when he allowed me to ride him like a jet ski, propelled by his f...

Hank: Let me... eat you.

Manny: You wanna go home, so you can have love?

Hank: Yeah.

Manny: But you ran away 'coz nobody loves you?

Hank: That's not true.

Manny: You're broken and empty and dirty and smelly and useless and old. You're like trash, right?

Hank: Before we start to get to know each other, I think we should learn to trust. Look around you. The person standing next to just might have to save your life.

Hank: Okay, team decision, a big one. That trail is the only path to the back woods. And our Survival Quest course isn't complete until you face the challenges to be found there. And with that bridge cut, there is only one way to get there. We have to climb that mountain.

Joey: Don't we ever do anything on the ground in this course?

Hank: I gotta tell ya, that mountain is not gonna be a cakewalk. I usually save the mountaineering for last but if you want to try, I believe you can make it.

Jeff: I say we do it.

Hal: Me too.

Joey: If I fall of that mountain I'm taking two of you with me.

Hank: How long are you gonna squat out here?

Jake: As long as it takes. What's it to you?

Hank: Well, you guys are looking pretty desperate. We just don't want to have to save your asses, that's all.

Jake: Save our asses from what?

Hank: [Looking around] All this.

[Hank wants the students to climb over a 12-foot wall]

Jeff: How the hell do we get the last guy over?

Hank: You don't leave anybody behind. That's the problem.

Hank: The purpose is not for each of us to succeed, but for all of us to.

Hank: Look Gray, I know we've had problems. You resent me, think I'm an authority figure with a system, here to push you around. You're wrong. You're dead wrong. I'm a lot like you, buddy. I had no family, I had no brothers or sisters, I had nobody. Been pushed from foster home to foster home. Then when I was 12 I got a foster parent, and I called him 'Dad.' Because he showed me all this.

Gray: I had a few dads who just wanted to show me a belt.

Gray: Yeah, I had a couple of those meatheads too. But this guy put me in the Boy Scouts. Before then I didn't have a shirt or a pair of pants that didn't have a tear in it.

[Laughing]

Gray: Now here I am in my own fucking Boy Scout uniform! Yeah. He died when I was 16, and I never got a chance to thank him. You believe that? I'm no authority figure. I mean, I may risk my ass to help you out, I've never told you what to do. It's not like in the city. There's no low man on the totem pole out here. So what are we gonna do, Gray? Spend the rest of our lives mad, bad and sad?

Jake: Tell you what, Mother Nature. You want some fucking reality?

Hank: Yeah.

Jake: Yeah. Right now, it's you and me.

Hank: You know, you're right. It is you and me. Because if you use any of that live ammo on any of my people, it is you and me. I'm gonna come looking for you.

Jake: [Displaying his knife sheath] You're gonna come looking? Go ahead, take hold of my knife. I'll slit your throat before you even touch the handle.

Hank: [Tossing away a deer's ear, distracting Jake] You haven't got a clue, have you? With all this armament. Survival in the wilderness is a matter of heart, not hardware. You're not that fargone, are you? There's a lot more going on out here than meets the eye.

[Hank backs away, then shows Jake's knife in his hand]

Hank: Bingo!

[last lines]

Hank: Next time I teach them about smoke signals, first.

Hank: I know you're disappointed that Tom couldn't make it, but I just couldn't get him to come up. He asked me to give you this.

[hands over Tom's letter]

Dale Marshall: Well I hope he knows what he's doing,

[removes Tom's ring and throws it overboard]

Dale Marshall: 'cause I do.

Hank: Can I get you anything? Coffee? Finger sandwiches?... Sliced pineapple?

Hank: It's gettin' so as I can hardly go out in public any more. I mean, really, between the autograph hounds and the paparazzi...

Kate: Autographs and everything? I mean, just the one commercial, and you have paparazzi?

Hank: Yeah. I've never actually seen them, but, you know, they hide in the bush and... they get their shot.

Nora: Oh honey, there just welcoming you into the family.

Hank: They set me on fire.

Nora: Just your pants.

Hank: So, you guys popping another one anytime soon?

[Tom and Kate looking shocked]

Hank: Curiosity!

Hank: [motions to his face] This is the moneymaker! I'm not that good of an actor! This is how I get the jobs, I know that.

Nora: Did you not hear me? My brother is missing!

Hank: Did you not hear me? I'm on TV!

Hank: Twelve kids... that's nuts.

Hank: [with passion] Every once in a while, I carve a pumpkin with a knife made of lollipop sticks...

Nora: [talking on the phone] It totally sucks!

Hank: All I'm saying is families are inevitable they're like death or taxes.

Coconut Pete: I thought it was time to bring in the pro.

Sam, The Fun Police: Hank?

Coconut Pete: Yes, Hank. The head of security on all my tours.

Jenny: So, what? He keeps aging hippies from stealing the bong out of your tour bus?

Coconut Pete: It just so happens Hank used to be a federal agent. Yes, that's right. Headed a FBI task force on serial killers. Single-handedly caught the Minneapolis Mangler.

Lars: Who's the Minneapolis Mangler?

Hank: Exactly.

Dave: Pete, you are aware that I've personally served this guy twenty beers a day for the last ten years, right?

Hank: [shows a nasty scar on his side] Hey, I was in Nicaragua, junior! When you can stuff your intestines back in your pockets and walk twenty clicks to an aid station after a knife fight with guerilla drug lords, then you talk to me!

Hank: [Unrated version] There's always one fuck-head like you trying to shit in the apple pie. Well you just shat in the one apple pie that knows how to shit back. So, why don't uh, you and me, let's just...

[killer cuts his throat]

Hank: There's always one asshole like you who wants to shit in the apple pie! Well, you just shat in the one apple pie that knows how to shit back! So whaddya say, you and me, we just sort this...

[killer cuts his throat]

Judy: [Hank starts kissing her] Hank, come on.

Hank: What?

Judy: You know I made an abstinence pledge. I promised myself I would wait until I was sure I was with the right guy.

Hank: I thought I was the right guy.

Judy: You might be, I'm just not sure. But I like you a lot.

Blue Bally: [brief pause]

[Pops up from behind the couch]

Blue Bally: Hi sexually frustrated teenager, I'm Blue Bally! And if you and your girlfriend don't have sex soon, your going to wind up with a serious case of blue balls! That's right, your nuts are going to turn blue.

Hank: What do you mean?

Blue Bally: [Sits down on couch] See Hank, right now your testicles are filled with semen, and only a little bit's dripping out. That's called pre-cum. What you wanna do, is ejaculate, otherwise that backup of jizz will cause pressure in your nut sack to the point of making you nauseous.

Hank: So what do I do?

Blue Bally: Well, the way I see it, even if your girlfriend won't have intercourse with you, the least you should be able to get is a hand job.

Hank: Judi, I want you to know that I really do care about you, and I've known that since the first time I saw you in Bible Study class.

[She puts her hand on his crotch for a brief moment]

Blue Bally: Uh oh, that's not good.

Hank: What do you mean?

Blue Bally: With that kind of arousal, it's only a matter of seconds before full on irreversable blue balls! You better go to the bathroom and jerk off right now.

Hank: Here?

Blue Bally: Yes, go, there's no time to waste!

Hank: [after hank masterbates, he walks in on Judy and Blue Bally having sex] Blue Bally!

Blue Bally: Hope you like sloppy seconds!

Hank: That kid of mine's been throwin' me curveballs my whole life, but, luckily, I play baseball.

Jerry: [the Hank & Jerry show, on the TV in the limo during a car chase scene] People just don't know how to do chase scenes any more.

Hank: You're right. Now, in Mack Sennett's chase scenes, people actually got killed.

Jerry: That's what I mean. Nobody dies for comedy any more.

Hank: What's the matter with you, huh? You got something stuck in your vagina?

Tyler: Yeah, your mama's dick.

Muff: What the hell is that supposed to mean?

Stew Smith: Well, Gallagher!

Gallagher: Hi!

Stew Smith: Ohhh, I'm glad to see you! Hello, Hank, how are you?

Hank: Oh, fine, but kind of thirsty...

Stew Smith: Thirsty? Come right in, I'll get you a drink, huh?

[starts to close door]

Hank: Oh, say, uh, you remember Joe?

Stew Smith: Sure.

Hank: Well, I sort of invited him in to bend an elbow with us.

Stew Smith: 'Sall right, 'sall right, 'sall right, bring him in.

Hank: Come on, Joe, it's all right.

Joe: All right!

Stew Smith: Hello, Joe!

Joe: Hello, kid, how are you?

Stew Smith: Glad to see you, kid.

[starts to close door]

Joe: Say, just a minute.

Stew Smith: Yeah?

Joe: Johnson's outside. You don't mind if he comes in and dips the beak, do ya?

Stew Smith: No, no, bring him in. More the merrier.

Joe: [to Johnson] Hey, come on, come on.

Stew Smith: Hi, Johnson!

Johnson: Hello, Stew old pal, how are you?

Stew Smith: Glad to see you.

Johnson: I'm glad to see you.

Stew Smith: Come on in, come on in.

[starts to close door]

Johnson: Say, lookit, wait a minute. I've got two of the boys I brought along with me, they're cruising around with nothing to do... you don't mind if I bring them in?

Stew Smith: You brought two of them?

Johnson: Yes.

Stew Smith: That's all right, bring 'em in...

Johnson: Come on in.

Stew Smith: ...well, what's the difference?

[... and the other 20 people come in]

Hank: 35,000 and seven, right?, Motherfucker, can you buy that?

[first lines]

Noreen: Whew, sure is hot out tonight.

Hank: Hot.

Lonnie: Hotter than nine naked women in a Volkswagen.

Hank: There's nothing special about me.

Doe: Everybody's is special. Each and every one of us is a beautiful, unique snowflake.

Carl: Come on, Hank, let's chow!

Hank: Eh, much obliged, Carl, but, I got to go down to see my grandmother.

Carl: Oh, does she live in skid row?

Hank: Yeah.

Carl: Yeah, well, I'll go with you. Maybe she's got a girl friend.

Hank: I'm not kidding.

Carl: No, well, neither am I. So does my Aunt Emma. Well, so long, Hank. Give my - love - to Grandma.

Della Frye: [referring to Foy] And why do you think he's gonna talk?

Hank: Because he's scared.

Della Frye: How do you know?

Cal McAffrey: Because I'm gonna scare him.

Hank: See, you can't rewrite, 'cause to rewrite is to deceive and lie, and you betray your own thoughts. To rethink the flow and the rhythm, the tumbling out of the words, is a betrayal, and it's a sin, Martin, it's a sin.

Hank: Go with this conspiracy.

Hank: Most of the time I just keep to myself. I think like what it would be like to be... someone else.

Bessie: We're all really glad you're here.

Hank: Yeah we should do it again in like another 17 years.

Hank: There's this one dude on my floor, held a razor blade under his tongue for like 5 hours. He talked to the orderlies, he ate, everything.

Bessie: Well, why on earth did he do that?

Hank: He was trying to break my record.

Lee: We're going to see your Aunt Bessie in Florida. She's not feeling so well.

Hank: I didn't even knew I had an Aunt Bessie.

Lee: She came to the house right after your Dad and I were married.

Hank: I wasn't even born yet.

Lee: Oh.

Hank: [upon being asked to get out of the car] They're having a top 100 countdown and I want to hear number 1.

Lee: What number are they up to?

Hank: 86!

Hank: I could give a *fuck* about Disney World.

Lee: Are you behaving yourself?

Hank: Well, they're not strapping me down anymore.

Hank: What are you gonna do?

Helen: Well, I'm not gonna do it with you.

Hank: I'm asking you to stand up, to make a decision, to change, to forgive, and to be forgiven.

Hank: I'd like to have a meeting with the football team. I've seen things. All across the country.

Hank: There's something special about you. I can see it. You have a gift. And you have to decide what you have to do with it.

Hank: If I could sing, I'd sing. I can't sing, Frannie!

Leila: If you wanna get rid of a circus girl, all you've gotta do is close your eyes.

Hank: Yeah? Then what, circus girl?

Leila: She disappears. Like spit on a griddle.

[repeated line]

Hank: Okay, good stuff...

Hank: Hey, how did you know our names?

Jesus: I'm Jesus. I know everything. I know all of you. I've known you since before you were born. And I've got a plan for each of you, a perfect plan. All you have to do is believe in me.

[to the Cowboy, Harold's "gift"]

Hank: Would you mind waiting over there with the gifts?

Harold: I keep my grass in the medicine cabinet in the Band Aid box. Somebody told me it's the safest place. If the cops arrive, you can always lock yourself in the bathroom and flush it down the john.

Hank: Very cagey.

Harold: Makes more sense to where I was keeping it: in the oregano jar in the spice rack. I kept forgetting it and accidentally turning my hateful mother on with a salad. But I think she liked it. No matter what meal she comes over for, even if it was breakfast, she says

[in his mother's voice]

Harold: "Let's have a salad!"

Hank: We were Easter bitches!

Jesse: Something's in my room!

Hank: What do you mean something's in your room?

Jesse: I saw something in my room!

Hank: Are you high?

Hank: [toasting with a bottle of Coke to a small group who just found out that there's no gasoline] Welcome to the party.

Hank: Look, this is a high performance vehicle i have here. N***** can't make it no 173 miles, i ain't got enough gas.

Hank: Hey grandpa, i need to get that case to the Albuquerque like yesterday.

Hank: I hope this ain't the guy thats gonna help us out, we might as well be waiting on... Tupac.

Hank: Lipid content, big word...

Hank: Making poison to kill aliens is like old hat to you indians huh?

Frank: What is that?

Hank: I dunno, looks like some kind of a... a pimp.

Hank: Kiss me Harry! I'm goin' home Harry! Bye Harry!

Frank: Tell us the truth Harry, you get into that sweet lil' thing yet?

Hank: Why, the dirty low-down coyote!

Hank: Say, why don't you get a bicycle?

Commandante Ruiz: Bicycle? What do you mean, eh? I know how to ride the horse. I'm a part of a horse.

Hank: Yeah, and I know what part.

Hank: Well, I'm a coyote's uncle!

Morgan: Turn away, you desert rat.

Hank: That dirty, low-down, yellow coyote!

Hank: Well, if it isn't my old friend, Beau Brummell Millhouse. Where did you get that or-chid?

Frog Millhouse: That's a night-blooming cryptogram - far rarer than any orchid.

Hank: What's so rare about it?

Frog Millhouse: (The "orchid" squirts water all over Hank) Introducing my new sideline of tricks, jokes and novelties. Buy some?

Hank: You got any explosive cigars?

Frog Millhouse: Here it is. Lights like a perfecto, goes off like a torpedo and it's only two bits!

Larry: [Introducing Joan, aka "Montana"] Fellas, I want to introduce you to Mrs. Larry Kerrigan.

Hank: Why, I'm a monkey's grandpa!

Froggy: Boy, you sure did pick out a nice bit of sugar. That's about the sweetest Mama I ever did see on these prairies.

Hank: Can I ask you a question? Did you really love your wife?

Ethan: What?

Hank: I mean the fact that she's dead, you still attracted to her?

Hank: [about the ship] This thing is FLOATING!

Jacob 'Big Jake' McCandles: Hank, where are your spurs?

Hank: You can't use 'em on these new velocopedes.

Hank: Will, did you have to shoot him? Couldn't you have pistol-whipped him instead or something?

Lou: What a fucking job.

Hank: His or ours, Lou?

Lou: Ours, Hank.