Die Hard 2 (1990) - Quotes

Taglines: Look who's back in the wrong place at the right time.

Taglines: I hate it when I'm right.

Taglines: Yippee Ki Yay, all over again!

Taglines: Last time, it blew you through the back wall of the theater. This time, it will blow you sky high!

Taglines: John McClane, terrorist and in an airport. Nothing can go wrong this time.

Taglines: They say lightning never strikes twice... They were wrong.

Taglines: Die Harder (mostly referred to as part of the title)

Stuart: [pushes McClane off the plane; McClane pulls off the gas cap as he falls; removes the jacket jamming the left flaps and gets back aboard] How is it going? Bon voyage! Happy landing asshole!

McClane: [pulls out lighter; throws lighter onto gas trail, igniting it and blowing up the plane as it takes off] Yippee ki-yay, motherfucker.

Major Grant: You're the wrong guy in the wrong place at the wrong time.

McClane: Story of my life.

Samantha: Big drug dealer on his way to prison. Gun fight in airport. Every controller and café shop getting beeped and hauling ass. And you, rocking the boat. Connection? Come on, McClane. Just a few words.

McClane: Ok, just a few words. Fuck off.

Samantha: Thanks, but I already got that from Colonel Stuart.

Al: Hey, I'm right here partner. Your stiff's dossier is coming through right now.

McClane: What can you tell me about him?

Al: He's dead.

McClane: You needed a computer to figure that one out?

Al: No, no, no. You don't follow me. According to the Department of Defense, he's been dead for two years.

John McClane: [uses a Dulles phone to call Los Angeles] I know someone who can help.

Al Powell: LAPD. Sergeant Powell speaking.

McClane: Powell, put down that Twinkie and talk to me!

Powell: John! How the hell you been?

John McClane: Captain Lorenzo?

Capt Lorenzo: Yeah.

McClane: John McClane.

Lorenzo: Yeah, yeah. I know who you are. You're the asshole that's just broke seven FAA and five District of Columbia regulations, running around my airport with a gun, shooting at people. What do you call that shit?

McClane: Self-defense.

Richard Thornburg: You cannot put me near that woman.

Flight Attendant: Excuse me?

Holly Gennaro-McClane: He means he's filed a restraining order against me. I'm not allowed within 50 feet of him.

Thornburg: Fifty yards. So, by keeping me in this section, you are violating a court order. I can sue you and this airline. That woman assaulted me and she humiliated me in public.

Flight Attendant: [to Holly] What did you do?

Holly: Knocked out two of his teeth.

Flight Attendant: Would you like some champagne?

Richard Thornburg: [During an attempt for a live broadcast aboard the NEA plane] Put me through Cecilia, or start typing your resumé.

John McClane: Hey, Lorenzo, let me ask you something: what sets off a metal detector first? The lead in your ass or the shit in your brains?

John McClane: Just once, I'd like a regular, normal Christmas. Eggnog, a fuckin Christmas tree, a little turkey. But, no! I gotta crawl around in this motherfuckin tin can!