Malloy Quotes in Escape from L.A. (1996)

Snake Plissken: Got a smoke?

Malloy: The United States is a no-smoking nation. No smoking, no drinking, no drugs. No women - unless of course you're married. No guns, no foul language... no red meat.

Snake Plissken: [sarcastic] Land of the free.

President: All right, I've heard enough. Would you explain to this foot soldier why he's going to do what we tell him to do.

Snake Plissken: What's he talking about?

Malloy: The Plutoxin Seven virus.

Brazen: Genetically engineered. 100% pure death.

Malloy: It starts with a slight headache, then turns into a fever that gets worse. After a short time, you crash. You bleed out like a stuck pig. Not a pretty sight.

Snake Plissken: I get it. You figure that you inject that shit into me, and under the threat of death, I'll do whatever you say... just like in New York.

Malloy: You got it... Snake!

Snake Plissken: One question: which one 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?

Snake Plissken: By the way, who gives me the antidote?

Malloy: A medical team will be standing by.

Snake Plissken: Neither one of you?

Malloy: No.

Snake Plissken: Good!

[Snake opens fire on Malloy and Brazen with his assault rifle, but to no effect. Malloy and Brazen do not flinch or even blink]

Malloy: Ha! We thought 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]

[Snake is racing in a submarine]

Malloy: Slow it down, Plissken! You're overloading the power plant!

Snake Plissken: You slow down, dickhead! I'm the one who's dying!

Malloy: This is your last chance, hotshot.

Snake Plissken: For what?

Malloy: Freedom.

Snake Plissken: In America? That died a long time ago.

Brazen: Mr. President, Commander Malloy, we are receiving reports from Miami. An armada of warships have just departed Cuba. ETA to Florida coast in 45 minutes.

Malloy: Starting the invasion.

President: Gotta go to my quarters. Got to pray!

[exits]

Malloy: [to Brazen] Go with him. Make sure he doesn't do anything crazy.

President: [final scene, talking to Plissken's hologram] 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.

President: So what are you going to do?

Snake Plissken: Disappear.

Brazen: [Plissken types 6-6-6 into the satellite control] He's entered the world code. No target code. Sir, that will shut down the entire planet.

Snake Plissken: I told you you'd better hope I didn't make it back.

Malloy: You push that button, 500 years' worth of work will be finished. Our technology, our way of life, our entire history. We'll have to start all over again. For God's sakes, don't do it, Snake!

Snake Plissken: The name's Plissken.

Utopia: [Plissken activates the satellites, shutting down all power, which saves Utopia from being executed in the electric chair] He did it! He shut down the Earth!

Snake Plissken: [Lights a cigarette and blows out the match used to light it] Welcome to the human race.

Terrell: [Angry that he's been assigned grueling routine desk work] I'd like to meet the brain donor who came up with this brilliant idea.

Malloy: Hey, you're looking at him. You don't like it, kiss my ass.

Malloy: [Clinking beer bottles in a toast] To baseball... the ultimate game!

Sam Dietz: [referring to another policeman at the station] Is that the jerkoff?

Malloy: No, that's another one.

Sam Dietz: How many jerkoffs you got around here?

Malloy: Got exactly eight. I hope you don't make it nine.