David HaymanQuotes

Roops: Congratulations! You've popped your Bruce cherry. You never forget your first time!

Noor Khan: If we don't try to fix this now we will lose our son for good. And if that happens, I will never forgive you.

Mr. Evans: 48 years ago I marched into war with my friends to fight men in swastikas. Today I see swastikas on young men on the streets of Luton. That was a very brave poem, young man. You must write more and get your message out. N.F. scum indeed!

Alan: No one listens to Springsteen anymore. He's history!

Malcolm McLaren: But Sidney's more than a mere bass player. He's a fabulous disaster. He's a symbol, a metaphor. He embodies the dementia of a nihilistic generation. He's a fuckin star!

TV narrator: [during this line, the Jackal drinks; The door opens and Terek walks in from his previous meeting] Unlike other, less cunning predators, the hyena takes no chances. Never attacking unless sure of a kill. Though a consummate killer, he is clearly no gentleman.

Terek Murad: [picks up a bottle, opens it and pours himself a drink; puts the lid back on the bottle, and shows the bottle to the Jackal] I apologize for keeping you waiting. I had some other business to dispose of. So much wasted time, confusing motion with accomplishment. Another drink?

The Jackal: [Russian] If we could get to the point.

Terek Murad: [opens the folder and shows the Jackal a photograph on a sheet of A4] The MVD killed my brother. For that, I will see they drown in blood. But to their allies in America, I wish to send a message - a very public message. I wish to strike fear into the marrow of their bones. Can you kill this person?

The Jackal: [silently studying the photograph; Terek walks over to an armchair facing the Jackal, on the other side of the coffee table, sits down and runs the photograph through a shredder next to his chair] Yes. If I take this job, I'll have to disappear. Forever. So if you want me to do this, you're going to have to pay me.

Terek Murad: [slyly] How much?

The Jackal: [thinking; sips his drink] American dollars, all cash, of course. Half now, half upon completion... Seventy million.

Terek Murad: [laughs; raises his drink; drinks] Why not? Done.

The Jackal: How many people know about this?

Terek Murad: [points at the Jackal; points at himself] You and I.

The Jackal: Keep it that way. Don't refer to our arrangement by telephone or fax, ever. You should find a place outside of Russia to hide until the mission's completed. If word of this leaks, it will be my choice whether to continue the mission or not. Either way, I keep the initial payment. Agreed?

Terek Murad: [nodding] Okay.

Terek Murad: [in [[Helsinki] ] on hearing what happened Ghazzi] My poor brother, how many militia did you kill?

Vasilov: [uncomfortably; Terek sharply cuts him off] You have to understand, there were 50 of them. Plus the Americans...

Terek Murad: [barks] Yes, YES, but how many did you *kill*?

Vasilov: [eventually] None

Terek Murad: [livid] None? Not even *one*?

Vasilov: [on the point of begging; but Terek has leapt to his feet] Please, Terek. I did what I could.

Terek Murad: [mockingly; heads over to a display of ancient battle axes on the wall; snatches one of those axes off the wall...; ...and slams it hard into Vasilov's head to the gasps of the other members] You did what you could? You did what you could. Letting those militia pigs and their American scum kill my brother, without killing even one in return! Okay, that is what *you* could do, and this is what *I* CAN DO!

Terek Murad: [addressing those left; indicates to what he's done; now menacingly; icily] I loved this man like a brother. He was a dear friend and partner to me. So I took no joy in that. But just think, if I can do this to someone I *love*, imagine what I can do with someone I *hate*! The American FBI declares war on us. Then WAR IT IS!

Terek Murad: [after splitting an associate's head with an axe] I loved this man like a brother. He was a dear friend and partner to me... so I took no joy in that. But just think, if I can do this to someone I love, imagine what I can do with someone I hate! So, the American FBI declares war on us? Then war it is.