Arnold SchwarzeneggerQuotes

Albert Gibson: Harry, do you realize it has been, in fact, ten years since you've been behind the wheel of one of these things?

Harry Tasker: If I break it, they can take it outta my pay.

Samir: Is there anything you want to tell me before we start?

Harry Tasker: Yeah. I'm going to kill you pretty soon.

Samir: I see...How, exactly?

Tasker: First I'm gonna use you as a human shield, then I'm gonna kill this guard over there, with the Patterson trocar on the table. Then I was thinking about breaking your neck.

Samir: And what makes you think you can do all that?

Tasker: You know my handcuffs?

Samir: Hmm...

Tasker: [holds up his uncuffed hands] I picked them.

Harry Tasker: The code name of your assignment will be Boris. And your code name will be...

Helen Tasker: [hopeful; [w:Boris and Natasha|Natasha] ]?

Harry: No... Doris.

Harry Tasker: You tell on me, I'll tell on you.

Albert Gibson: What are you talking about? I'm as clean as a preacher's sheets. I'm clean as...

Tasker: What about the time you blew a six-week operation because you were too busy getting a blow job?

Gibson: You knew about that?

Tasker: Uh-huh.

Gibson: Let's take Franklin, it's quicker.

Albert Gibson: My turn to drive?

Harry Tasker: Give me the page.

Gibson: What are you talking about?

Harry: This jumps from page 9 to page 11. Where's page 10?

Gibson: [looks at paper] It's gotta be a typo.

Harry: [shouts; smashes the passenger side of the window with his bare fist.] Give me the goddamn page!

Gibson: [Gibson looks at the window, then stares blankly at Harry; Quickly grabs page 10 from coat] OK.

Simon: Okay, just ask yourself: What do women really want? You take these bored housewives, married to the same guy for years, they're stuck in a rut, then need some release! Promise of adventure, a hint of danger. I create that for them.

Harry Tasker: So basically, you're lying your ass off the whole time. See, I can't do that.

Simon: What are you, a Boy Scout? No, no, no, think of it as playing a role as fantasy. I mean, you got to work on their dreams. Get them out of their daily suburban grind for a few hours.

Harry: But what about their husbands?

Simon: [laughs] Dickless! I mean, let's face it, if they took care of business, I'd be out of business! You know what I mean?

Harry: [fake laughs] Those idiots!

Albert Gibson: Same thing happened to me with wife number two, remember? I had no idea nothing was going on. I come home, and the house is empty. I mean, completely empty. She even took the ice cube trays out of the freezer. What kind of a sick bitch takes the ice cube trays out of the freezer?

Harry Tasker: It's not Helen.

Gibson: Helen still loves you. She just wants to bang this guy for a while. It's nothing serious. You'll get used to it soon...

Tasker: [slams Albert against a post] STOP--cheering me UP!!!!

Gibson: [pause; serious; ushers him back to car; gets into the car] What'd you expect? Helen's a flesh-and-blood woman, and you're never there. It was just a matter of time. I say we concentrate on work. That's what I do every time my life turns to dog shit. I concentrate on work, and that gets me by. Right, buddy? It's gonna be great. We're gonna catch some terrorists. We're gonna beat the crap out of them. You're going to feel a hell of a lot better. Watch your head. Women: Can't live with em; Can't kill em.

Harry Tasker: [while launching a Sidewinder missile, from which Salim Abu Aziz is hanging] You're fired!

Kalidor: I know you're a brave girl, but danger is my trade.

Sonja: If danger is a trade, I'll learn it by myself.

Sonja: But why didn't you tell me who you were?

Kalidor: You didn't seem to want a man's help. But you needed it, so that's why I followed you. I had to be sure you reached the talisman.

Sonja: I see, I misunderstood. I thought you had another reason.

Kalidor: [He kisses her] I did.

Sonja: No man may have me, unless he's beaten me in a fair fight.

Kalidor: [Sonja goes and lies down. Kalidor picks up his sword and holds it to her throat] So, the only man that can have you, is one who's trying to kill you. That's logic.

Kalidor: If you yield only to a conqueror, then prepared to be conquered.

Sonja: Don't be a fool, I don't want to kill you.

Kalidor: Try it.

Conan: Enough talk!

Conan: Into the boat!

Damon Killian: [on video] And who loves you, and who do you LOVE?!

Studio Audience: KILLIAN!!!

Killian: [zoom in; zoom in further; "KILLIAN IS LYING TO YOU" appears on the screen] YES!!! YES!!! YES!!!

Audience member: Hey, what's going on?!

Killian: [on video; stills appear of the corpses that Amber found in the locker room] We don't lie - lie - lie... like our previous winners Whitman, Price, and Haddad. You remember them! There they are at this very moment, basking under the Maui sun, their debt to society paid in full. Watch that screen.

Dispatcher: [to Richards] Yankee Nine-Niner, what's the status of the crowd?

Ben Richards: Food riot in progress. Approximately 1,500 civilians. No weapons are evident.

Dispatcher: Proceed with Plan Alpha, eliminate anything moving.

Richards: I said the crowd is unarmed! There are lots of women and children down there. All they want is some food, for God's sake!

Dispatcher: As you were, Richards. Proceed with Plan Alpha. All rioters must be eliminated.

Richards: The hell with you! I will not fire at helpless human beings!

Dispatcher: You have your orders, Yankee Nine-Niner, proceed with Plan Alpha.

Tony: Where's it coming from?

Brenda: The network satellite.

Stevie: [menacingly] Don't touch that dial!

Richards: Abort mission. We return to base...

Dispatcher: Saunders, do you copy? Take command. Detain Richards and proceed as ordered.

Soldier: Richards, what the fuck are you doing?!

Killian: Ladies and gentlemen! Ladies and gentlemen, if you'll please bear with us, we're experiencing technical difficulties!

Agnes McArdle: Bullshit!!

Richards: It's showtime!

Buzzsaw: Richards, I love this saw. The saw is a part of me and I am going to make it part of you!!

Ben Richards: [moves chainsaw away from face and positions it between Buzzsaw's legs; shoves chainsaw up through Buzzsaw, who shrieks in pain before he dies] That's all right, keep it!

Amber Mendez: [rejoins Richards as they walk away] What happened to Buzzsaw?

Richards: He had to split.

Damon Killian: [audience laughs] You know how this works. The game zone is divided into four hundred square blocks, left over from the big quake of 97, and I don't think any of us will ever forget that. Once inside the zone, the Runners have three hours, they've got to go through all four game quads, three hours or less, and they're gonna need every second, cause you know who's on their tail?

Studio Audience: The Stalkers!

Killian: Who?!

Studio Audience: THE STALKERS!!!

Killian: And you know what happens then!!

Studio Audience: Anything goes!

Killian: What?!

Studio Audience: ANYTHING GOES!!!

Killian: [goes back up the stage; faces audience with arms up high] Right! Without further ado, it's time to start... RUNNING!!

Killian: [to Richards] On your marks! Get set!...

Ben Richards: [[w:I'll be back|I'll be back] Killian! ].

Killian: [pauses; softly; loudly; Richards' sled launches; Laughlin's sled launches] Only in a rerun. GO!! GO!!

Laughlin: You son of a bitch!

Killian: [Weiss's sled launches] GO!! YES!!

Ben Richards: [rips camera off the wall and speaks into it to Killian, who just offered him a job as a Stalker; smashes camera] You cold-blooded bastard! I'll tell you what I think of it. I'll live to see you eat that contract! But I hope you leave enough room for my fist because I'm going to ram it into your stomach and BREAK YOUR GODDAMN SPINE!

Adam Gibson: We all have to die someday.

Michael Drucker: We don't have to die. I'm offering you the chance to live forever. Never aging. Perfect in every way.

Gibson: [shoves Drucker in front of mirror] Perfect? Like you? Look. Here is your "perfection.

Michael Drucker: Adam, I'm not making this offer because I have to. I can get everything from your memories. The fact is, I'd like you to understand you'd be serving a higher purpose. In two years, three tops, I will control enough votes to get the laws changed. We won't have to lose our Mozarts. We won't have to lose our Martin Luther Kings. We will have finally conquered death. We will have finally conquered death.

Adam Gibson: And who decides who lives and who dies, you?

Drucker: You got a better idea?

Gibson: Yeah. What about God?

Drucker: Oh. You're one of those. I suppose you think science is inherently evil.

Gibson: No. I don't think science is inherently evil. But I think you are.

Drucker: If you believe God created man in His own image, you believe He gave man power to understand evolution, to exploit science, to manipulate the genetic code. To do exactly what I'm doing. I'm just taking over where God left off.

Gibson: If you really believe that, then you should clone yourself, while you're still alive.

Drucker: Why's that? So I can understand your unique perspective?

Gibson: No. So you can go fuck yourself.

Adam Gibson: He smoked my stogie too!?

Hank Morgan: That bastard!

Gibson: Son of a bitch!

Morgan: [imitating Adam] Son of a bitch!

Adam Gibson: You're dead.

Wiley: No, you're dead.

Adam Gibson: Try to stay dead this time.

John Matrix: [After activating the seaplane] Works every time.

John Matrix: [Activating the seaplane] Come on, you piece of shit! Fly or DIE!!

John Matrix: ¿Cómo estás?

John Matrix: [After killing Cooke] We'll take Cooke's car. He won't be needing it.

John Matrix: [After breaking Henrique's neck on the plane] Don't disturb my friend. He's dead tired.

John Matrix: [to Cindy after dropping Sully off a cliff] I let him go.

John Matrix: [Dangling Sully over the cliff] Listen. Loyalty is very touching, but it is not the most important thing in your life right now. But what IS important is GRAVITY! I have to remind you, Sully: This is my weak arm!

John Matrix: You're a funny guy, Sully. I like you. That's why I'm going to kill you last.

John Matrix: [Cooke says, "Fuck you, asshole", but discovers his gun is empty] Fuck you, asshole.

John Matrix: [After throwing a pipe through him with steam coming out of it] Let off some steam, Bennett.

John Matrix: [Before fighting Bennett] C'mon, Bennett, let's party!

John Matrix: All that matters to me now is Jenny.

John Matrix: [Fighting Cooke] I eat Green Berets for breakfast and right now, I'm very hungry!

Trench: I'll be back.

Church: [''Leaves''] You've been back enough. I'll be back.

Trench: Yippee-ki-yay.

Trench: [''Eyeing Caesar's gun''] I need a weapon. Something big. Yours.

Hale Caesar: Whoa, whoa, whoa. My big weapon's hangin right where it is.

Barney Ross: Come on, Caesar. You got a backup.

Hale Caesar: [''Reluctantly hands over his gun''] If I don't get this back, your ass is terminated.

Trench: In your dreams.

Trench: [Church pulls up in a [[w:Smart (marque)|SmartCar] ] My shoe is bigger than this car.

Church: Shoot something!

Trench: [''To Booker''] Who's next? Rambo?

Julius Benedict: Axe, axe, axe, axe, axe!

Julius Benedict: You have no respect for logic.

Vincent Benedict: But he's got an axe!

Julius Benedict: And I have no respect for those who have no respect for logic.

Julius Benedict: You're a very stupid person.

Vincent Benedict: [to Klane as the elevator is about to close] You tell your brother, he messes with ME, he messes with my whole family!

Vincent Benedict: My life just got flushed down the toilet.

Julius Benedict: No, Vincent.

Vincent Benedict: I'm genetic garbage.

Julius Benedict: We're twins. We're basically the same.

Vincent Benedict: Look, Julius, I don't know if you've noticed yet, but we don't look the same, we don't talk the same, and we don't dress the same!

Julius Benedict: I know.

Vincent Benedict: So if we're so alike, how come we're so goddamn different?

Julius Benedict: We had six fathers. We're many parts of a lot of different people.

Vincent Benedict: Yeah?

Julius Benedict: And don't forget, I was taken to a beautiful island, I was cared for, educated, looked after. You had nobody, Vincent. No one to love you, teach you, or encourage you. You see, Vincent, you're the missing part of my life. And I'm the missing part of your life. And when we find Mama, we can be the missing part of her life. We won't be alone anymore. We can be a family.

Vincent Benedict: A family?

Julius Benedict: Yes.

Vincent Benedict: You mean, like, with a Christmas tree... and Thanksgiving dinner?

Julius Benedict: And a real home, where you'll always be welcome.

Vincent Benedict: Always?

Julius Benedict: [smiles] Even when you've been bad.

Julius Benedict: [seizes Traven] Hey, "dick-head"! Tell us where our mother is.

Mitchell Traven: Ah... Whispering Pines. It's an artist's colony 200 miles north of Santa Fe.

Julius Benedict: If you're lying to me... I'll be back.

Vincent Benedict: [points to a device in the lab] This must, uh, be where you made the milkshake.

Mitchell Traven: We weren't making milkshakes. We were making the most fully developed human the world has ever seen.

Vincent Benedict: [smiling] But instead of just one perfect kid, Mom had the two of us. Way to go, Mom.

Mitchell Traven: Wrong. The embryo did split in two, but it didn't split equally. All the purity and strength went into Julius. All the crap that was left over went into what you see in the mirror every morning.

Vincent Benedict: Wow, wow, wow, you're telling me that I'm the crap?

Julius Benedict: This is not true, Vincent.

Vincent Benedict: [to Traven] Wait a minute, Julius. I wanna hear this. You're telling me that I am the left over crap? That I'm no good?

Julius Benedict: He's wrong.

Mitchell Traven: [points at Vincent] Look at him.

Vincent Benedict: Are you saying that... I'm a side effect?

Mitchell Traven: You haven't got the brainpower to understand this, and I don't have the time. Show's over.

Julius Benedict: Wait a minute. You forgot the third rule in a crisis situation.

Mr. Webster: What third rule?

Vincent Benedict: Third rule?

Julius Benedict: Yeah, third rule.

Vincent Benedict: [notices the crane above Webster] Oooh! The third rule.

Mr. Webster: What's the third rule?

Julius Benedict, Vincent Benedict: Duck!

Vincent Benedict: Yo! Holy shmoly! Now there's a man with a lot on his mind.

Vincent Benedict: Women love men who are mysterious and devious. It keeps them on their toes. It excites them. You know what I mean?

Julius Benedict: No.

Vincent Benedict: You do like women?

Julius Benedict: Oh, very much so. They're strange and sensitive. They have compassion. I have the highest respect for women.

Vincent Benedict: [turns around] You're a virgin!

Julius Benedict: That's private.

Vincent Benedict: [to himself] A 230-pound virgin.

Julius Benedict: For the first time in my life, I'm... pissed off!

Vincent Benedict: [trying to hold Julius back] Julius, don't do this to me! I got a car to deliver! The last thing I need is a detour to the slammer!

Vincent Benedict: [impressed with Julius's fighting abilities] You could be a boxer or something. I could be your manager.

Julius Benedict: No, I could never fight for money.

Vincent Benedict: Well that's fine. You fight, I'll keep the money.

Julius Benedict: Actually, I hate violence.

Vincent Benedict: But you're so good at it!

Julius Benedict: I'm really worried about you, Vincent. How much money do you owe? Now don't lie to me. We're twins. I can feel your pain.

Vincent Benedict: Why do you keep saying that? We're not twins, were not brothers, we're nothing.

Julius Benedict: Twenty thousand?

Vincent Benedict: [gets in the car] Due this morning. Come on!

Julius Benedict: Now don't worry about anything, Vincent. As long as I'm with you, I won't let anyone harm you. Okay?

Julius Benedict: Why are you being so immature about all this?

Vincent Benedict: Look, Julius. Do you know how many times I've heard stories like this? It's every orphan's fantasy: "My real mom and dad were rich, and beautiful. But... there was a mix-up at the hospital. And I got switched with another baby. But one day, there's gonna be a knock at the door. And there they'll be, with open arms, crying, My darling. My treasure. We didn't know. How can we make it up to you?'" Let me tell you something for your own good, Julius. It's a CROCK!

Vincent Benedict: Money talks and bullshit walks!

Julius Benedict: How can bullshit walk?

Julius Benedict: My name is Julius and I am your twin brother.

Vincent Benedict: Oh, obviously! The moment I sat down I thought I was looking into a mirror.

Julius Benedict: Thank you for the cookies. I look forward to tossing them.

Julius Benedict: I don't know what the problem is, but I'm sure it can be solved without resorting to violence.

Christine York: I'd feel better if you'd show me how to use one of these things. I want to do something. Let me help.

Jericho Cane: [Christine shoots an advancing Satanist] All right, here. You take the gun. Line up the sight with your target. Beware the recoil. Here's the magazine. Put it in. Load. Only pull the trigger when you're ready...

Christine York: Like that?

Jericho Cane: Yeah, like that.

Jericho Cane: No one move, or I'll kill the girl.

Christine York: What are you doing?

Jericho Cane: [whispers into her ear] Trust me.

Satan: You're not gonna kill her.

Jericho Cane: You said it yourself. I have a dark heart.

Satan: Then stand with me!

Jericho Cane: [Satan moves] I'll tell you what. You let us both out of here and I'll stand wherever you want. Step back, or I'll pull the trigger.

Satan: I didn't want to kill you, but now you leave me no choice.

Jericho Cane: [somewhat surprised] You're bleeding!

Chicago: Of course I'm bleeding! You fucking shot me!

Jericho Cane: I just needed to find out!

Chicago: Well, you found out, okay?!

Jericho Cane: Stop being such a pussy!

Chicago: Pussy? Come on!

Jericho Cane: It's just a scratch.

Chicago: Oh, Christ.

Jericho Cane: Does it hurt?

Chicago: Yeah, what do you think? Jesus. What the hell's matter with you? What's going on?

Jericho Cane: I can't explain it.

Satan: It wasn't your fault.

Jericho Cane: I wasn't there.

Satan: No, you were just- You were out doing your job.

Cane: I wasn't fucking there!

Satan: Oh, look at you. Torn apart by guilt. You didn't do anything wrong. You were an honest cop. You didn't take money. You had to testify against them even after they threatened your family. Most people would never testify against those guys. They're not like you. You had to do the right thing. And where was God, hmm? He could've stopped it, but he didn't. He fucked you, then He made you feel guilty. Me, I don't do guilt. I didn't do what happened here. He did. Now you just think about that, then you tell me who's really your friend. I can make it like it never happened. All for the price of a stranger's address.

Cane: [furiously punches the mirror to break illusion] NO! You will never see the girl!

Satan: Now you're making me upset. You don't want to see me upset.

Jericho Cane: [enraged] Oh, you want to fuck with me? You think you know bad, huh? YOU’RE A FUCKING CHIOR BOY COMPARED TO ME! A CHIOR BOY!!!

Satan: You're in touch with your anger. I admire that. Well, I don't know about you, but I'm going to have a drink. You and I are so much alike.

Cane: We're nothing alike! Nothing!

Satan: Look at yourself. Look at this. Look at what you are now. You walked away from the light, just like me. You want one?

Cane: You need to get out, now.

Satan: Come on. You know what's in your heart. We're on the same side.

Cane: I'm not on your side, and I never will be.

Satan: [scoffs] You're on His side? He's the one who took away your family. Let me tell you something about Him. He is the biggest underachiever of all time. He just had a good publicist, that's all. Something good happens: "It's His will." Something bad happens: "He moves in mysterious ways." You take that- that overblown press kit they call the Bible. You look for the answer in there, what do they tell you? "Shit happens." Please. He treated you like garbage. You walked away. I'm not the bad guy.

Cane: What about the End of Days?

Satan: Think of it as a new beginning. A change of management. And you'll be right there with me on the ground floor. It will be so cool. Tell me what you want. Tell me what you really want, and I'll give it to you.

Cane: I'll tell you what I want. I want you to go to hell.

Satan: [lifts Jericho by the throat with one hand] Well, you see, the problem is sometimes... ...HELL COMES TO YOU!

Jericho Cane: Why don't you stop all this church talk and tell us what the hell is going on? Who's after her?

Father Kovak: Well, if you'll excuse me, I'll try to explain. You know anything about the number of the beast? Revelation of St. John from his dream?

Christine York: 6-6-6?

Father Kovak: The number of the beast is not 6-6-6. Often in dreams, numbers appear upside down and backwards. So, 6-6-6 becomes 9-9-9. Like in 1999, the year of his return.

Christine York: What does that have to do with me?

Father Kovak: [Christine shows her birthmark] Regressus Diaholi: The Return of Satan. Does any of this look familiar to you? She's been chosen. He's in her blood. The Holy Church has been searching for you since the day you were born.

Christine York: Chosen for what?

Father Kovak: Every thousand years, on the eve of the millennium, the Dark Angel comes and takes a body, and then he walks the Earth looking for a woman who will bear his child. It all has to happen in that unholy hour before midnight on New Year's Eve. If he consummates your flesh with this body, then he unlocks the gate of Hell and everything we know it ceases to exist.

Jericho Cane: So, the Prince of Darkness wants to conquer the Earth, but has to wait until an hour before midnight on New Year's Eve? Is this Eastern time?

Father Kovak: It's got nothing to do with New Year's Eve. It has to do with a temporary celestial alignment. The Gregorian monks studied the heavens. They were able to calculate the precise moment of this event. They created our calendar by mapping this event and counting backwards from that moment.

Jericho Cane: It was a mistake to come here.

Father Kovak: It doesn't matter whether you believe or not. He's real and he won't rest till he finds this girl.

Christine York: Why did he pick me?

Father Kovak: Because the stars were right when you were born. A man's body was also chosen, just like yours.

Jericho Cane: If the devil does exist, why doesn't your God do anything?

Father Kovak: It's not my God. It's our God, and He doesn't say that He will save us. He says that we will save ourselves.

Christine York: Save myself? What am I supposed to do? Get a restraining order?

Father Kovak: We have to have faith.

Jericho Cane: Faith.

Father Kovak: Yes, faith. It's an interesting concept. If you read the Bible, you can't miss it. Faith!

Jericho Cane: [to Christine] Between your faith and my Glock nine-millimeter, I take my Glock. Come on. Let's go.

Father Kovak: I'm afraid it takes a person of pure heart to defeat pure evil. You did your job. You brought her here to people of faith. We'll protect her. We'll hide her.

Jericho Cane: You know, you live in a different world. We have some real serious problems here, and this is not solving them.

Father Kovak: Satan's greatest trick was convincing man he didn't exist.

Christine York: [after seeing worms in an apple] I'm sorry. I have a medical condition. Sometimes, I see things that aren't there.

Jericho Cane: No, I saw it too.

Jericho Cane: Oh, it's us.

Marge Francis: Jesus! How the hell did you two find this place.

Jericho Cane: Lucky guess. So what did you find out?

Marge Francis: His name's Thomas Aquinas. He's a priest.

Jericho Cane: Why don't you tell us something we don't know?

Chicago: A homicidal priest. That's good.

Marge Francis: Yeah? Well, it gets better. He studied at the Vatican. He was one of their alleged visionaries. Came here in 81 to St. John's Church downtown. Six months ago, he disappeared. Priest there say he was having a spiritual crisis.

Chicago: Oh, yeah. That's what this is about. Spiritual crisis.

Jericho Cane: Doesn't make any sense. What's a priest doing shooting at a Wall Street banker?

Marge Francis: A Wall Street banker, by the way, who suddenly disappeared.

Chicago: Maybe we should ask the girl.

Marge Francis: What girl?

Chicago: Uh, the guy. The guy, priest guy.

Thomas Aquinas: Oculus Dei! A thousand years has ended! The Dark Angel is loosed from his prison!

Jericho Cane: Get down on the ground, and put your hands behind your head.

Thomas Aquinas: You don't know what you've done!

Jericho Cane: Get down, or I'll put you down!

Thomas Aquinas: [Jericho shoots Aquinas in the leg] A thousand years has ended! You don't know what you've done!

Chicago: Honey, I'm home!

Jericho Cane: I was just pulling myself together.

Chicago: [opens the curtains as Jericho shields his face] It's gonna take a lot more pulling. You are looking very sharp this morning.

Jericho Cane: Thanks.

Chicago: You're welcome. You got about five minutes to get ready. Here. There's enough caffeine in this to kill an elephant. Oughta get you started.

Jericho Cane: So what's today?

Chicago: Transport.

Jericho Cane: Anyone special?

Chicago: No, just some Wall Street scumbag.

Jericho Cane: Why the hell does he need all this protection?

Chicago: Well, I guess he fucked with some people that didn't like being fucked with.

Jericho Cane: Personally, I like scumbags. They pay better.

Conan: Does it always smell like this? How does the wind ever get in here?

Conan: * This line is in the extended version of the film.

Conan: For us, there is no spring. Just the wind that smells fresh before the storm.

Conan: Crom! I have never prayed to you before. I have no tongue for it. No one, not even you, will remember if we were good men or bad, why we fought or why we died. All that matters is that today, two stood against many. That's what's important! Valor pleases you, Crom, so grant me one request. Grant me revenge! And if you do not listen, then to hell with you!

T-800 / Carl: Do you believe in fate, Sarah? Or do you believe that we all can change the future every second, by every choice that we make? You chose to change the future. You chose to destroy Skynet. You set me free. And now, I'm going to help you protect the girl because I choose to.

The Terminator: [[W:I’ll be back|I’ll be back] Stay here. ].

The Terminator: [offers his hand to Sarah Connor] Come with me if you want to live.

The Terminator: I need your clothes, your boots, and your motorcycle.

Terminator: I'm a friend of Sarah Connor. I was told she was here. Could I see her please?

Desk Sergeant: No, you can't see her. She's making a statement.

Terminator: Where is she?

Desk Sergeant: [points to bench] Look, it may take a while. Want to wait? There's a bench over there.

Terminator: [looks around, examining the structural integrity of the room, then looks back at him] {{W|I'll be back}}!

Terminator: [[W:Franchi SPAS-12|The 12-gauge auto-loader] ].

Pawn clerk: That's Italian. You can go pump or auto.

Terminator: [[W:AMT Hardballer|.45 long slide] The ] with laser sighting.

Pawn clerk: These are brand new; we just got them in. That's a good gun. Just touch the trigger, the beam comes on and you put the red dot where you want the bullet to go. You can't miss. Anything else?

Terminator: [[w:plasma weapon|plasma rifle] Phased ] in the 40-watt range.

Pawn clerk: Hey, just what you see, pal.

Terminator: [looks around; [W:Uzi|Uzi 9mm] The ].

Pawn clerk: You know your weapons, buddy. Any one of these is ideal for home defense. So uh, which will it be?

Terminator: [pointing shotgun towards the door] All.

Pawn clerk: [takes out forms; sees the Terminator loading a shell into the shotgun] I may close early today. There's a... 15-day wait on the handguns, but the rifles you can take right now. You can't do that.

Terminator: [shoots and kills the clerk] Wrong.