Miller Quotes in The Fate of the Furious (2017)

Miller: Hobbs! I've been waiting along time for this!

[Hobbs grabs the knife in his hand and stabs him with it]

Hobbs: Keep waiting, bitch.

[Ron Miller is holding City Hall hostage to get an old job back while Lt. Hedgecock is negotiating from outside with a bullhorn]

Lt Hedgecock: Okay, Miller! Don't hurt the mayor! We'll give you whatever you want!

Miller: First, don't fuck with me. I'm a desperate man! And second, I want some fresh coffee. And third, I want a recount! And no matter how it turns out, I want my old job back!

Lt Hedgecock: Okay.

Miller: And I want a bigger office! And I want a new car! And I want the city to pay for it all!

Lt Hedgecock: What kind of car, Miller?

Miller: Something with reclining leather seats, that goes really fast, and gets really shitty gas mileage!

Lt Hedgecock: How about the, uh, 6000 SUX?

Miller: Yeah! Okay, sure! What about cruise control? Does it come with cruise control?

Lt Hedgecock: Hey, no problem, Miller. Let the mayor go, we'll even throw in a Blaupunkt!

Miller: Lieutenant, don't jerk me off! When people jerk me off, I kill them! You wanna see?

[Miller goes over to the Mayor]

Lt Hedgecock: Get up, Your Honor. Get up! Get up. Your public wants to see you.

[Miller pulls the Mayor to the window and points the gun at his head]

Miller: Nobody ever takes me seriously! We'll get serious now... and kiss the mayor's ass goodbye!

[RoboCop punches through the wall, grabs Miller and the gun, then punches Miller in the face to send him flying out the window]

[Miller reaches the church after escaping from McClane; he passes Baker at the door]

Baker: Where's Cochrane?

Miller: He didn't make it.

Baker: Aw, man.

[He brushes some snow off of Miller's jacket. Inside the church, we see Colonel Stuart marking measurements on a map of the airport. He looks up at Miller's arrival]

Colonel Stuart: You're late.

Miller: [sighs] We ran into trouble, Colonel. Some cop... killed Cochrane. I barely got away, sir.

Colonel Stuart: Did you accomplish your mission?

Miller: Yes, sir. But... Cochrane.

Colonel Stuart: Well then the damage is minimal.

[turns]

Colonel Stuart: The *penalty* could be severe.

[He puts a Glock 17 to Miller's head. Miller tenses up as Stuart pulls the trigger. The gun clicks on an empty chamber]

Colonel Stuart: You fail me again, and the chamber won't be empty. Dismissed.

[He puts his gun away and Miller leaves]

[after finishing a communication with Stuart from a payphone, Garber heads to the bar to meet Cochrane and Miller]

Garber: That was the Colonel. Everyone's in position.

[to Cochrane, who is listening in on a weather report]

Garber: How's the weather?

Sgt. Oswald Cochrane: We've got flurries all along the Virginia coast. New storm front coming in out of the Northeast.

[Garber and Miller grin]

Garber: God loves the Infantry.

Sgt. Oswald Cochrane: Amen.

[Garber's grin fades]

Garber: Carry out your assignments.

[He pulls back his sleeve to check his watch]

Garber: 15:51. Mark.

[They synchronize watches]

Sgt. Oswald Cochrane: Check.

Miller: Later.

[He gets up and leaves]

Miller: I'm inviting you to sit down at the dinner table. Show me you know how to be a good guest.

Miller: Hey, there. You must be Cam. Dylan tells me you're new to parkour. He also said you're pretty good. Might have to, uh, work on this jump though. I'm Miller. Pick a fight with gravity before you're ready, you tend to get a beating.

Cam: I don't know what I'm doing.

Miller: That's the great thing about parkour, my friend. There are no rules.

Miller: You've got to constantly push past what you think you can do or you stay stuck.

Miller: What happened to your leg?

Freddy: My leg is in Iran. Since 1987. Me too, I fight for my country.

Miller: Freddy listen, you give me your information, I'm going to get you a reward for what you did today.

Freddy: Award... You think I do this for money? You think I don't care about my country? I see what's happening. You don't think I see what's happening? And all the people now, they have no water, they have no electricity - you think I do this for reward? You don't think I do this for me? For my future. For my country. For all these things? Whatever you want here, I want more than you want. I want to help my country.

Miller: When you peddled that shit in DC, did they know it was a lie? Or did they just never bother to ask?

Clark Poundstone: Okay, okay. Come on, none of this matters anymore. WMD? This doesn't matter.

Miller: [grabs Poundstone angrily and forcefully] What the fuck you talking about? Of course it fucking matters! The reasons we go to war always matter! It's all that matters! It fucking matters!

Martin Brown: I want you to tell him not to talk to the American interrogators.

Miller: I thought we were all on the same side?

Martin Brown: Don't be naïve...

Wilkins: Chief, our mission is here.

Miller: You want to sit around dig holes all day, or get something done?

Miller: What happened to your leg?

Freddy: My leg is in Iraq since 1987.

[repeated line]

Miller: I'll keep it in mind.

Miller: At least tell me how it happened. How does this happ... how does someone like you write something that's not true? Tell me.

Miller: Don't worry, old chap. Been handling this stuff ever since I blew up the nursery with my first chemistry set. Poor old Nanny.

Barnsby: Now, look. Our experts have been studying that bridge for weeks, and they say it'll blow. I don't know where you learned your job, but I'm talking about the best construction engineers in the business!

Miller: Yes. Well, they're probably experts at building things, whereas I'm an expert at blowing them up, and you can take it from me that one would need a good eight hours to make a decent job on that bridge.

Maj. Schroeder: Ah, tell me what has all this to do with that, uh, suitcase case you keep looking at?

Mallory: Well, that suitcase is full of our penicillin.

Maj. Schroeder: Oh, indeed. Perhaps I could see some it?

Mallory: Certainly, Major. Open it Miller.

Miller: You can't do that here, sir. You'll ruin the lot. You know perfectly well that any contamination will destroy it. It's got to be opened under laboratory conditions.

Weaver: [handed a pile of what looks suspiciously like dog poo] Now what the hell am I supposed to do with this?

Miller: Oh, I don't know. Try and imagine you're a dog. Oh for heaven's sake! On the road, man, on the road!

Weaver: [grumbling to himself] I thought you were supposed to pick up dog shit, not spread it around.

Miller: Well we can't just stand here like 'ducks in thunder'!

[last lines]

Barnsby: What happened to you?

Weaver: He bit me in all the excitement. But damn it to hell, we did it, Colonel! We did it!

Barnsby: Yes we did, Sergeant! Yes we did!

Miller: And a merry Christmas!

Mallory: Yes, gentlemen, we did it!

[chuckling]

Mallory: But before we can start awarding ourselves Victoria Crosses and Congressional Medals of Honor and so on and so forth and such like... I think I'd better point out that one, we're now on the wrong side of the river. That two, we have no hope whatsoever of rejoining the partisans. That three, this neck of the woods will soon be crawling with very bad-tempered Germans. And that four, I don't think our little genius Sergeant Miller there has even got a box of matches left in his suitcase. And so I think we can take it, gentlemen, that we're going to have a very long walk home.

Mallory: [thoughtfully] Miller, what would happen to the bridge if that central arch were suddenly hit by several million tons of water?

Miller, Barnsby: Water?

Mallory: I think we've been talking about the wrong target. Remember that dam we passed by on the way up here?

Miller: [suddenly all ears] Dam? What sort of dam?

Barnsby: It's just up the road, about half a mile that way.

Miller: Well, my dear chap, why didn't you say so before? Oh, I could do a tremendous job on the dam! See, with the dam, you've got your natural elements working for you. It's like having an enormous bath - what have you got to do? Pull the plug!

Mallory: I don't suppose they taught you German at that awful school of yours?

Miller: What, instead of Latin? Heaven forbid, old boy.

Nadya: I'm entitled to my lawyer...

Miller: You're entitled to shit. You're entitled to tell me what you know.

Miller: Oh, my God! Did we just kill Jeff Chang again?

Miller: Yeah, she's cute, but she's not my type.

Casey: What is your type?

Miller: Girls who want to have sex with me.

Casey: Don't ask about my sister, she's 16.

Miller: Well, yeah, but in the real world she's really like 18.

Casey: No, in the real world she's 16.

Jeff Chang: Hey, why is there a teddy bear glued to my penis?

Miller: No idea, no idea how that could have happened.

Casey: Aren't we a little too old to be doing the whole music festival thing?

Miller: I don't know, Casey, are we too old to have fun times?

Casey: No.

Miller: Are we too old to spend a week enjoying 250 bands play seminal music of our generation? Are we too old to drop acid and make love to white chicks with dreadlocks?

Jeff Chang: I don't like dreadlocks.

Miller: Are we too old to take handfuls of ecstasy and dance around in fur, with other people in fur?

Casey: Yes! We're too old for all of those things.

Miller: I'll bet you five bucks that I fuck your sister before you fuck my sister.

Casey: I bet you five bucks that I fuck my sister before you fuck my sister.

Miller: I'll give you five bucks if you fuck your sister.

Taxi Driver: OK, can we cool it with the sister fucking?

Miller: No, let's get that little fucker home.

Miller: Look, JeffChang, this isn't just any birthday.OK? This is your 21st birthday.

Casey: Here we go!

Miller: This is the day that you become a man.This is the day that you get to tell every bouncer who's ever carded you,"You know what? Sure, I get it.Yes, I look like a nine-year-old Chinese girl."

Jeff Chang: What the fuck?

Miller: "But guess what?Today is my 21st fucking birthday.So, step aside and let the man come through."

Miller: [Forced to kiss eachother] I just... I wish you were wearing more than a tube sock, but fuck it, baby.

Casey: I really wish you didn't call me baby.

Miller: A lot o' people don't realize what's really going on. They view life as a bunch o' unconnected incidents 'n things. They don't realize that there's this, like, lattice o' coincidence that lays on top o' everything. Give you an example; show you what I mean: suppose you're thinkin' about a plate o' shrimp. Suddenly someone'll say, like, plate, or shrimp, or plate o' shrimp out of the blue, no explanation. No point in lookin' for one, either. It's all part of a cosmic unconciousness.

Otto: You eat a lot of acid, Miller, back in the hippie days?

Miller: I'll give you another instance: you know how everybody's into weirdness right now?...

Miller: The more you drive, the less intelligent you are.

Miller: John Wayne was a fag.

All: The hell he was.

Miller: He was, too, you boys. I installed two-way mirrors in his pad in Brentwood, and he come to the door in a dress.

[Regarding tree-shaped air fresheners]

Miller: Find one in every car. You'll see.

Miller: What do you write?

Mickey King: Gangster fiction... "Pulp" would be less pompous and more accurate.

Miller: Now, how good are you on a horse?

Catlow: As good as the next man.

Miller: You ain't heard the conditions. You ride this bronc with your hands tied behind your back... and your neck in that noose!

City Editor: Miller! Wake up!

Miller: Horses.

Pratt: You'd better cut that booze.

Miller: It's cut plenty before I get it.

Pratt: New to the game, aren't you?

Cub Reporter Ames: Oh no!... I was on the Omaha Bee for a month.

Miller: Fancy that!

[first lines]

Attendant Warren: Good morning, Miss Ratched.

Nurse Ratched: Good morning.

Attendant Washington: Good morning, Miss Ratched.

Nurse Ratched: Mr. Washington.

Miller: Morning.

Nurse Ratched: Good morning.

Nurse Pilbow: Good morning, Miss Ratched.

Nurse Ratched: Good morning.

Attendant Washington: Morning, Bancini.

Bancini: Morning.

Attendant Washington: How do you feel?

Bancini: Rested.

Nurse Pilbow: Medication time. Medication time.

Trevor Reznik: I wish there was some way I could repay you.

Miller: Well, for starters you could give me your left arm.

Trevor Reznik: You know I'm not at National any more?

Miller: Yeah, I heard about it. Sounds like you almost lost an arm yourself.

Trevor Reznik: Don't you find that a bit ironic, Miller?

Miller: Ironic? I'm sorry, kid, I never got out of the sixth grade.

Miller: Say, Myrtle, where's this Harold Hall?

Myrtle, O'Brien's Receptionist: Oh, he just went out the door. He's squirrelly!

Miller: Mr. O'Brien wants me to take a test of you right away.

Harold Hall aka Trouble: Well, I don't understand. He practically threw me out.

Miller: You don't want to pay any attention to Mr. O'Brien. He's like that one minute, the next minute he'll want to kiss you. I think he's nuts!

Miller: What kind of parts do you play?

Harold Hall aka Trouble: Aw, heroes.

Miller: Well, that means we gotta get a dame.

Miller: Hey, girlie! Come here.

Margie: Say, what do you think that guy Wolf just pulled on me? He said I had no sex appeal. Look at me! I got nothin' but sex appeal!

Miller: All right, I'll give you a chance to prove it. I gotta make a test of the new guy and you can be in it.

Margie: Will Wolf see it?

Miller: Sure!

Margie: Then lead me to it, baby! I'll show you flame enough to burn that bird up alive.

D.J.: I wasn't going to tell you this. I've been listening to the distress signal, and I, um, think I made a mistake in the translation.

[Plays the distress signal]

Miller: Go on.

D.J.: I thought it said "liberate me" - "save me." But it's not "me." It's "liberate tutame" - "save yourself." And it gets worse.

[Plays the distress signal again]

D.J.: There - I think that says "ex inferis." "Save yourself... from Hell." Look, if what Doctor Weir tells us is true, this ship has been beyond the boundaries of our universe, of known scientific reality. Who knows where it's been, what it's seen... or what it's brought back with it?

Miller: From Hell? You don't believe in that kind of stuff, do you?

D.J.: Whoever sent that message, he sure believed in Hell.

Miller: Oh. My. God. What happened to your eyes?

Dr. Weir: Where we're going, we won't need eyes to see.

Miller: What are you talking about?

Dr. Weir: I created the Event Horizon to reach the stars, but she's gone much, much farther than that. She tore a hole in our universe, a gateway to another dimension. A dimension of pure chaos. Pure... evil. When she crossed over, she was just a ship. But when she came back... she was alive! Look at her, Miller. Isn't she beautiful?

Miller: Your "beautiful" ship killed its crew, Doctor.

Dr. Weir: Well... now she has another crew. Now she has us.

Miller: I'm telling you it was his voice I heard, he was calling to me. A young bosun named Eddie Corrick. We served on the Goliath together. When the O2 tanks ruptured, four of us made it to the lifeboat but Corrick was still on board the Goliath when the fire broke out.

[to D.J]

Miller: Have you ever seen fire in zero gravity?

[D.J shakes his head]

Miller: It's beautiful. It's like liquid it... slides all over everything. Comes up in waves. And they just kept hitting him, wave after wave. He was screaming for me to save him.

D.J.: What did you do?

Miller: I did the only thing I could. I closed the lifeboat hatch, and I left him behind. I swore I'd never lose another man.

D.J.: I've known you a long time. You never told me that.

Miller: That's just it D.J, I - I never told *anybody*. But this ship knew about it! It knows my fears, it knows my secrets! Gets inside your head and... it shows you!

Miller: Weir?

Dr. Weir: [laughing] The ship brought me back. I told you she won't let me leave - she won't let anyone leave. Did you really think you could destroy this ship? She's defied space and time. She's been to a place you couldn't possibly imagine. And now... it is time to go back.

Miller: [sounding bored] I know. To hell.

Dr. Weir: You know nothing. Hell is only a word. The reality is much, much worse.

Miller: Smitty have you seen... anything unusual at all?

Smith: No, I haven't seen anything and I don't need to see anything sir but I can tell you... this ship is fucked.

Dr. Weir: Well, thank you for that scientific analysis, Mr Smith.

[smirks]

Smith: Yeah, well you don't exactly have to be a scientist to figure it out, do ya?

[grabs Dr. Weir by his uniform]

Miller: [pulls Smith away] All right, all right!

Smith: You break all the laws of physics and you seriously think there wouldn't be a price? You went and killed the last fucking crew, and now you wanna kill us as well!

Miller: Vacate! I want off this ship!

Dr. Weir: You can't leave. She won't let you.

Miller: You just get your gear and get back on the Lewis and Clark, Doctor, or you'll find yourself walkin' home.

Dr. Weir: I am home.

Dr. Weir: [describing how the Event Horizon functions] The ship doesn't really go faster than light; what it does is it creates a dimensional gateway that allows it to jump instantaneously from one point of the universe to another light years away.

Lt. Starck, Executive Officer: How?

Dr. Weir: [stammering] Well, that's - that's difficult to - it's all math...

Miller: Try us, Doctor.

Dr. Weir: Right. Well, um, using layman's terms... Use a retaining magnetic field to focus a narrow beam of gravitons - these, in turn, fold space-time consistent with Weyl tensor dynamics until the space-time curvature becomes infinitely large, and you produce a singularity. Now, the singularity...

Miller: [interrupting] "Layman's terms"?

Cooper: Well, fuck layman's terms! Do you speak English?

Miller: The funky spaceman over there is Mr. Cooper; what exactly is it you do on board this ship Coop?

Cooper: Listen up doc. I'm your best friend, ok? I'm the lifesaver and the heartbreaker.

[Starck laughs in derision]

Miller: He's a rescue technician.

Dr. Weir: Do you see?

[shows Miller the tormenting of his crew]

Dr. Weir: Do you see?

Miller: [gets the detonator] Yes, I see.

[He activates the explosives]

Miller: Mr. Cooper!

Cooper: Skipper!

Miller: Ion Drive in 10 minutes.

Cooper: Ooh! It's time to play Spam in a Can!

Dr. Weir: Our orders were specific!

Miller: Rescue the crew, salvage what's left of the ship. The crew is dead, doctor. Your ship killed them.

Dr. Weir: We came here to do a job!

Miller: WE'RE ABORTING, DOCTOR!

Miller: You miss me, you blow out the hull.

Dr Weir: What makes you think I'll miss?

Miller: Lieutenant, why are you not on the Bridge?

Lt. Starck, Executive Officer: [Just out of sleep-tube] Do you mind if I get dressed first?

Miller: As a matter of fact, I do!

Miller: What are you telling me, that this ship is alive?

Lt. Starck, Executive Officer: You wanted an answer, and it's the only one I've got.

Miller: No, what I want lieutenant, is to survive the next 10 hours!

Miller: I want you cool, I want you calm, NOW!

Miller: We're leaving.

Miller: This place is a tomb!

Miller: Okay, Dr. Weir. You don't want to leave your ship? You never will.

Miller: You said "The ships drive creates a gateway."

Dr. Weir: Yes.

Miller: To what?

[last lines]

Miller: It's the rescue team. We're safe now. We're safe.

Miller: [after he realizes that the ship is alive] God help us...

Miller: [to Donald as he is being frozen] While you're in there, try to work on that attitude.

Miller: [Having just shot a superior in both legs, leaving him crippled] Don't go too far; I hear it's dangerous out there.

Miller: [as he thaws out Donald] There've been some incredible breakthroughs while you've been on ice. This could go beyond even our original goals

Miller: Can you come with me? It's only for a day. One sun... and one moon.

Miller: You ain't never gonna get me alive to Fort Grant, boy.

Jed Cooper: Then I'll get you there dead... boy.