Pappas Quotes in Point Break (1991)

Pappas: [of Johnny, after the last robbery] Don't ride him in with the black and whites like some punk, let *me* ride him in.

Ben Harp: Yeah sure, Angelo, why not? That is why I put you 2 screw-ups to begin with. You deserve each other, don't you? You're just as bad as he is, though you're a little fatter, a little slower and a little more pathetic. For Christ sake, it's like the blind leading the blind with you.

Pappas: Harp, I want to tell you something. I was in this bureau when you were still popping zits on your funny face and jerking off with the lingerie section of the sears catalog.

Ben Harp: Is that right, Pappas?

Pappas: Yes, that's right "Harp", and out of all these years, I have learned something that you still haven't got.

Ben Harp: Yeah? Why don't you astonish me, shitface?

Pappas: [punches Harp in the face] Respect for my elders.

Pappas: Utah! Get me two!

Pappas: 22 years. Man, L.A. has changed a lot during that time. The air got dirty and the sex got clean.

Pappas: ...last time you had a feeling I had to kill a guy, and I hate that... It looks bad on my report.

Pappas: I'm so hungry I could eat the ass end out of a dead rhino, I should have had you get me three of these things!

Johnny Utah: [analyzing a hair sample] The beaches are always being closed because of waste spills, right? And surfers are territorial, they stick to certain breaks. If we can get some hair samples, and get a match to a certain beach, we'd know which break the Ex-Presidents surf. You buyin' this?

Pappas: No. But let's do it anyway; it'll drive Harp crazy.

Pappas: Listen you snot-nose little shit, I was takin' shrapnel in Khe Sanh when you were crappin' in your hands and rubbin' it on your face.

Diving Instructor: Heads up, Pappas. I want to see you retrieve at least two bricks.

Pappas: [puts on blindfold] I've been on the job for over 20 years, and I fail to see what fishing bricks from the bottom of a pool has got to do with bank robbery. And on top of that, they got me babysitting some quarterback punk, named Johnny Unitas or something.

Johnny Utah: The shit they pull, huh?

Pappas: Yeah!

Diving Instructor: Pappas... meet your new partner.

Pappas: What?

[removes blindfold]

Johnny Utah: [waves]

Pappas: Pappas. Angelo Pappas.

Johnny Utah: Punk. Quarterback Punk.

Pappas: Reagan usually does the driving. Stolen switch car. They leave it running... on the curb. It look sparked from the distance. When they run they dump the vehicle and they vanish... like a virgin on prom night. I mean they vanish, swishh...

Ben Harp: Special agent Utah! This is not some job, flipping burgers at the local drive-in! Yes! - your surf board bothers me! Yes! - your approach to this whole damn case bothers me! And yes! - YOU BOTHER ME! And Pappas! Oh, for the love of Christ. How the hell did I even let you talk me into this whole bone-headed idea to begin with.

Pappas: Harp! We are working under-cover. It takes time. We've produced a few...

Ben Harp: NO! No no no no no no NO! Let me tell you what you've produced... Over the last two weeks, you two have produced exactly squat! SQUAT! During which time the ex-presidents have robbed two more banks. Now for Christ's sake, does either one of you have anything even remotely interesting to tell me?

[brief pause]

Johnny Utah: I caught my first tube today... Sir.

[Angelo Pappas is aiming the gun at a surfer]

Pappas: Speak into the microphone, squid brain!

Pappas: Let me tell you something, Harp. I was in this bureau while you were still popping zits on your funny face and jacking off to the lingerie section of the Sears catalog. But there's something I've learned in all my years...

Ben Harp: Why don't you astonish me, shitbrains.

Pappas: [Pappas punches Harp] Respect for my elders!

DEA Agent Deets: You think your real cowboys, huh? Batman and Robin, huh! You know what this is? You know what this is, punk? This is two kilos, uncut, crystal meth!

Pappas: Awwwww, Shit!

Ben Harp: Special agent, Utah! I like you to meet Agent Deets. He *was* working deep cover until...

DEA Agent Deets: [Interrupts] You think I like this hair, man! You think I like these clothes? My wife wants me to stay at Ramanda! I've been working on these fuckers for THREE MONTHS! THREE MONTHS! Now I finally got them to play wheel of fortune with me so I could find out who their suppliers is. Then you fuckin' cowboys show up!

Pappas: Nice tattoo, Deets!

DEA Agent Deets: Oh, you like that Pappas, huh? Fuck you!

Pappas: Jesus!

DEA Agent Deets: All I wanna know, smart guy! All I wanna know is how these guys could be robbin' Tarzana City National on August 2nd when they were in Fort fuckin' Lauderdale August 2nd? Why don't you figure that out, huh?

Ben Harp: That's not an easy thing to do, is it Utah?

DEA Agent Deets: [Slams bags of meth into Utah's chest] Fuckin' jerks!

Pappas: Welcome to Sea World, Kid.

Johnny Utah: They believe their moral crusaders working for a greater cause

Pappas: [dismissive] Every criminal believes what he or she is doing is for a higher purpose

Pappas: Have you ever surfed

Johnny Utah: Yeah

Pappas: [points to the squall] But have you ever surfed anything like 'that'

Pappas: I don't think you noticed or not but what went down was a crime