Nicky Quotes in The Bourne Supremacy (2004)

Tom Cronin: He's making his first mistake.

Nicky: It's not a mistake. They don't make mistakes. They don't do random. There's always an objective. Always a target.

Pamela Landy: The objectives and targets always came from us. Who's giving them to him now?

Nicky: Scary version? He is.

Nicky: [while wearing a wire] They know you were there.

Jason Bourne: Stop, stop! A week ago, I was 4,000 miles away, in India, watching Marie die. They came for me, and they killed her instead. This ends now.

Nicky: [while wearing a wire] Jason, please don't hurt me.

Jason Bourne: What were my words? What did I say? I said leave me alone.

Nicky: Jason I know, I told them I believed you.

Jason Bourne: I'm gonna ask you some simple questions. You're gonna tell me the truth or I swear to God I'm gonna kill ya.

Nicky: [panicking while being interrogated by Bourne, wearing a wire] Your first assignment was in Geneva...

Jason Bourne: [slams Nicky against a wall] You fucking people!

Nicky: He was trying to sell out a mole or something, but you got to him first.

Jason Bourne: [surprised] I killed him?

Nicky: The biggest museum in the world is coming alive tonight.

Nicky: [while holding a carving knife] C'mon Donnie, let's fillet this fat fuck.

Nicky: [while waiting with other crime family members for the boss to arrive] The good news is, my dick is now a popsicle!

Lefty: Whose dat guy?

Nicky: [while getting shaved at a barber shop] That's Donnie, Don da'jeweler.

Nicky: [playing Gin] Look at this hand. This ain't a hand. This is a fuckin deformed Creature from the Black fuckin Lagoon's claw I got here.

Nicky: If I were Percodan where would I be?

Nicky: You have really kind eyes, you know that?

Andy Stitzer: Thanks. Umm... your hat has sequins.

Nicky: I'm starvin... let's get some fuckin french toast!

Nicky: That fucker came out of nowhere!

Nicky: [after being sick in Andy's face] I'm sorry. I'll still have sex with you if you want.

Andy Stitzer: That's OK.

Nicky: It's about distraction. It's about focus. The brain is slow and it can't multitask. Tap him here, take from there.

Jess: Why did you come up here if you were on to us?

Nicky: Professional curiosity, and I like boobs, so I considered it was a win win.

Nicky: There's two kinds of people in this world. There's hammers and there's nails. You decide which one you want to be.

Nicky: You see, there's a science to getting people to trust you. With women, it's all about emotion. Connection. That you feel the emotion as strongly as they do. They've been dreaming about that shit ever since they were little girls.

Nicky: With her it was shared history. A friendly face. Set her off balance. Helps diffuse aggression. Start discussing emotional shit. They're disarmed. Now they're open. You know you got 'em when they start to unconsciously mimic you. A head nod. A hand gesture. It means you're in sync. Sociologists refer to it as the Gauchais Reaction.

Nicky: And then, you move in for the kill. You tell them how they've changed you. Changed how you see the world. Then you close. A talisman. A gift that says: You've always been in my thoughts.

Nicky: [shouting] Where are the black people?

Owens: There's a lazy Sunday softness to your generation. Makes me uncomfortable. I like to be on my feet. I'll lie down when I get cancer. Or if I fuck. Both of which will be done on my back, in case you were wondering.

Nicky: Actually, I wasn't wondering. But thank you for sharing that.

Owens: Sarcasm. Another pillar of your generation. You wanna tell somebody to fuck off, tell them to fuck off. Don't say, "Gee, what a great jacket." It's weakness.

Nicky: I can convince anyone of anything. I once convinced a man that an empty warehouse was the federal reserve, so I'm good.

Jess: [suddenly sitting at his table] Will you be my boyfriend? Just for a minute. You're not a serial killer, are you?

Nicky: That depends. How many times does it take to get to "serial"?

Jess: Five.

Nicky: Oh, no, we're good.

Nicky: You need to put some clothes on.

Jess: Excuse me?

Nicky: There's Australian people here.

Jess: What is that supposed to mean?

Nicky: I'm just sayin', Jess, they shipped all those people down there for a reason.

Nicky: I wish you the best of luck.

Garriga: With friends like you, who needs luck?

Farhad: Who's the girl?

Nicky: Her name is Jess, Farhad. She's our internal.

Farhad: Ah. You're hittin' that?

Jess: [from in the back seat of the car] I'm right here.

Nicky: No, Farhad, I'm not hitting that.

Farhad: You should hit that.

Jess: Yeah. Hi. I'm still right here.

[waving her hand in his face]

Pretty Woman: Maybe you should slow down a little.

Nicky: No, no, no. I just wanna talk to the man. This is a free country. Buenos Aires is a free country, right?

Pretty Woman: No, Buenos Aires is a city.

Nicky: This is a game of focus

[Shows Jess the ring he just stole]

Jess: [Takes ring back] Very clever.

Nicky: Now attention is like a spotlight, and our job, is to dance in the darkness.

[shows her watch he just stole]

Jess: I didn't even feel you take that.

Nicky: The human brain is slow, and it can not multitask.

[shows ring he stole again]

Jess: Jesus.

Nicky: Here's the thing about lying. Here's the problem: it fucks up all your options. Paints you into a corner.

Owens: What the fuck you talking about? You out of your mind?

Nicky: And then you're forced to do some *really* *dumb* *shit*.

Owens: You wanna die?

Nicky: Well, if I die, I die telling the truth. And if I lie, I'm gonna lie like normal people lie.

[last lines]

Jess: [limping toward emergency room] We'll be fine.

Nicky: How?

Jess: Trust me. I got you.

Nicky: You are not going to slap my face, are you?

Jess: Why?

Nicky: You would if you knew where my hand was.

Nicky: I'm all crewed up, sweetie.

Jess: Oh come on, PLEASE. Can we just skip the part where I speak through thinly veiled allure and lead you to believe there is some earth-shattering hump in the works, cause I suck at that kind of stuff. I just want in.

Nicky: There is no earth-shattering hump in the works?

Jess: Yep.

Nicky: I don't even get thinly veiled allure?

Jess: No

Nicky: No baby voice. No lingering eye contact?

Jess: I'm hopeless.

Nicky: That's all my favorite shit.

Jess: I'm sorry.

Nicky: Can I suggest you learn. Professionally.

Jess: [seductively] I mean, you could show me. In your room.

Nicky: [pauses] That is so BAD.

Jess: Is it?

Nicky: Does it feel sexy on your face?

Jess: A little.

Nicky: It does? Ok, let's go.

Jess: Wait... Where... Wait... Wait... Am I in?

Nicky: No. This is Horst.

Horst: Hello Jess.

Jess: Hi

Horst: Nicky told me you were coming.

Jess: [hits Nicky] You are such a dick.

Horst: He gets that a lot. Let's go. Are you a size 4?

Nicky: You get that focus, you can take whatever you want.

Nicky: [after Jess passes Horst's test] You're in!

Jess: [excited & giggly] Really?

Horst: [stern & no nonsense] Congratulations, you're a criminal.

Nicky: [Walking around empty office space] So why do I like this place?

Horst: Lots of space. It does not open for a month or two. We can tie into multiple lines, diffuse our footprint. Keep on the anti stress. Plus, military grade fiber.

Nicky: How many bathrooms? Fat ass Farhad is flying in.

Horst: Two. Coed. He still get irritable bowel?

Nicky: Yeah.

Horst: Man, he should do a cleanse.

Nicky: Horst, he is a 400 pound Persian. He is not going to do a cleanse.

Horst: Where have you been staying? Hyatt again?

Nicky: Yeah, I love the brunch. You should stop by.

Horst: I don't do brunch. I'm doing a cleanse.

Nicky: There's a flight landing every two minuets at Louis Armstrong. Whoever is not here for the game, is here for the party. Everyone of them is looking to drink big, bet big, and cheat on their spouses. And it all costs money. There are boost teams at all the major hotels. Make is quick and get out before anyone knows what happens.

Nicky: There's card games everywhere, and they let anyone with enough cash in. Chances are, at least one of the guys you don't know is a mechanic who can work a deck like Bill Clinton works a room.

Nicky: So we are about 30 strong. Everybody gets a percentage. We cover bribes, and bail money for anyone who gets pinched, knock wood. We sell the ATM data to a guy in Singapore. The shopaholics here buy merchandise which we overnight back to ourselves and sell on the grey market. Yesterday, we bought 200 MacBook Airs.

Jess: So what about the big con? I though you were all big time.

Nicky: Oh, you mean the one where we make so much money, we can all retire and get yachts and boob jobs? Now, that's a fantasy. We are in the volume business. It's safer that way.

John: Hey, by the way, Nicky, check this out, what's Ozzy tryin' to say there?

Nicky: John, absolutely nothing, the blizzard always came straight with his messages, but wrap your minds around this, gentlemen.

[Pulls out a Chicago album]

Todd: I love this song.

[Nicky plays the album backwards -"I command you, in the name of Lucifer, to spill the blood of the innocent..."]

Peter: Oh my God, Chicago kicks ass!

Nicky: I'm from the South. The Deep South.

Nicky: Popeye's chicken is fuckin' awesome!

Demon: Popeye's chicken is the shiznit!

Nicky: I will eat your heart.

Nicky: Can I wash my winky in your kitchen sinky?

Nicky: I never been to Earth, Dad! I never even slept over some other dude's house!

Jimmy the Demon: You were gone ten seconds, what happened?

Nicky: I was hit by this big light that was attached to a lot of metal.

Satan: That was a train, son, don't stand in front of them.

Nicky: Well, I'll have to take a mulligan on this one.

Gatekeeper: Are there boobs on my head?

Nicky: Yeah, big ones.

Valerie: Nicky!

Nicky: Valerie!

Valerie: What are you doing?

Nicky: I think I'm floating.

Valerie: Why would you be floating?

Nicky: Maybe it's because of this cake I ate earlier.

Nicky: So where did you meet Dad?

Holly: It was a long time ago at this heaven/hell mixer.

Christa: I remember that night. You had like four daiquiris.

Chubbs: You mambo?

Nicky: No, I don't think so.

Chubbs: It's all in the hips, it's all in the hips, it's all in the hips...

Nicky: How can I win? Adrian is stronger and smarter than me.

Holly: Stronger? yes, Smarter? definitely. But, you have something that he doesn't have.

Nicky: A speech impediment?

Nicky: Release the good.

[shoots rainbows out of hands and group of bunnies appear]

Nicky: Yes, they're furry.

Demon: Bunny, Bunny, Bunny, Bunny!

Nicky: That's not me! That's that cockroach Tony Montana!

Nicky: Get in the flask!

Popeye's Cashier: What're you talkin' about, man?

Nicky: I'm talkin' about an 8-piece, let's go!

Nicky: Good luck with the nipple rubbing!

Nipples: [rubbing nipples] I don't need luck! I'm gooood!

Todd: You know, this cake tastes kind of funny.

John: Oh yeah, I dumped a fat sack of reefer into the mix. I thought I'd spice up the batch.

Mr. Beefy: Really?

Nicky: What's Reefer?

Mr. Beefy: About five Hundred bucks an ounce.

Nicky: Popeye's chicken is fucking awesome!

Todd: Okay this is really creeping me out. My TV just exploded.

Nicky: Your damn right it exploded!... I mean, "really?"

Nicky: [after going to heaven] What is this? Is it Dad's birthday?

Adrian: I'm going to kill you with my bare hands.

Nicky: I'm ready for ya'.

[Adrian punches Nicky]

Nicky: I guess I wasn't ready.

Nicky: Yo, fossil-head! I got a bone to pick with you!

Nicky: You want a pillow fight, do ya? then let's let the feathers fly!

Nicky: I'll beat you Adrian!

Adrian: You cant beat me Nicky, even the voice inside your head has a speech impediment

Nicky: [after preacher runs away screaming about burning up, Nicky turns to speak to Mr. Beefy] I don't know what that guys problem is, it's freezing up here!

Nicky: [speaking in Korean to vendors] A thousand good mornings to you, my friends!

Korean Vendor: [speaking to wife in Korean] You grab him, I'll punch him in the dick until he passes out.

Korean Vendor: [repeatedly in Korean] Monster!

Nicky: [after being told he needs to die] I'll just go to Heaven!

Mr. Beefy: Not if you do something bad right before you die!

Townie: I know! Cover Winkler in bees! You can do it!

Nicky: [sees Winkler covered with bee stings] Sorry, Henry!

Nicky: How's Momo these days anyway?

Chili Palmer: Dead.

Nicky: [to Martin] Chili's a gangster, ran a club I used to play at for another gangster back in Miami.

Nicky: Thinking about the honeymoon makes my sack all quivery and shit.

Nicky: I like it here, it's so peaceful and quiet.

Vicar Gerald Percy: If you think this is quiet, you should see Evensong.

Dr. Martin Bamford: I do have some bad news though.

Nicky: What?

Dr. Martin Bamford: There's a slight risk of ginger hairs.

Nicky: You're getting older.

Matthew Stewart: These are laugh lines.

Nicky: Nothing's that funny.

[testing out his new video equipment]

Nicky: Oh, wow. You look really pretty if I stand far away and I use the zoom.

Mamie: Thank you.

Nicky: I thought we had a moment there.

Jude: What's going on?

Nicky: He knows you're just after his money. And I told him what you had over me, and he doesn't care that I'm gay.

Frank: I care, I care, of course I care. It's not good news.

Monty: [about his Mother-In-Law] She says I drink too much, I smoke too much, I gamble. I mean she's right, but what can I do? I got no... what's the word...

Nicky: Class.

Saleslady: May I help you

Monty: No, we're just browsing

Saleslady: How long do you intend to browse

Monty: that lady over there, You didn't ask her how long she's going to browse.

Saleslady: You don't look like browsers

Nicky: Yeah, what do browsers look like.

Monty: Yeah, maybe I'm half browser.

Nicky: Yeah, on his mother's side.

Monty: [after putting a six tier wedding cake in the back of Nicky's van] It's not going to bounce around in there is it?

Nicky: No, I got it wedged against the toilet.

Nicky: [Belinda Capuletti playing violin] What is that? Mozart?

Belinda Capuletti: Scales.

Nicky: Never heard of him.

Nicky: Ho! can sombody help us here?

Man behind the counter at Monahans: [bald man pops up from behind the counter] I dont think so

Monty: [talking to the bald manikin] I tell you my friend here

[stops and looks at the man behind the counter]

Monty: I tell you my friend here is looking for a shirt.

Nicky: Yeah something in a dark black?

Nicky: Do you have any mens shirts for men?

Monahan's Clerk: Have you tried the Army/Navy store?

Monty: Ha ha ha very funny. One more word outta you and he gets it all right

[pointing to the bald manikin]

Monty: Why dont you two put your heads together and make an ass outta yourselves.

[refering to the manikin again]

Monty: Good stuff!

Nicky: It oughta be... I got it off a cop.

Monty: [Nicky and Monty while browsing in Monahan's Antique shop] Hey. what do they got in here? Antiques?

Nicky: [seeing a quite elderly patron] No, those are the customers.

Nicky: Where were you born?

Jack Parker: Blackpool.

Nicky: Why Blackpool?

Jack Parker: I wanted to be near to my mother.

Nicky: Have you lived in Blackpool all your life?

Jack Parker: Not yet.

Henry 'Hopper' Nash/Lou: [referring to a billiards player] He's good.

Nicky: How good?

Henry 'Hopper' Nash/Lou: A lot better than he was five minutes ago.

Nicky: Who was Hitler's favorite reindeer?

Stephanie: Blitzen.

Nicky: My dad has OCD.

Stephanie: What's that stand for again?

Nicky: Obsessive Christmas Disorder.

Nicky: There's two of yer! Who's he?

Artful Dodger: New pal.

Nicky: Where's he from?

Artful Dodger: Greenland.

Nicky: It's very hard to talk to a dead person. I have nothing in common.

Nicky: Say, sport, don't I see you sometime on television in old movies?

Sam Marlow: No, that's somebody else.

Nicky: He sure look like you.

Sam Marlow: No, *I* look like HIM.

Nicky: So what are you going to give all us for Christmas, Ben?

Ben: I gave you my mum.

Nicky: So you did. So you did, darling, and we love you for it.

Nicky: [Entering the nightclub] Ah, sad music! - like Russian. Now, I can be depressed while I eat.

Denny Martin: [Referring to the baby's safety] Are you daffy? Supposing he fell on his head or something?

Nicky: That's nothing! I fell on my head twice when I was a baby.

Denny Martin: [Sarcastically] Yeah? Well once is enough.