General Zamir: [after giving orders to assassinate those responsible for Munich] Do you have any questions? Avner: So this isn't about guarding tourists on El Al jets? General Zamir: No questions? Did we mention how dangerous this is?
Golda Meir: Your wife is pregnant? Avner: Yes, seven months. Golda Meir: Mazel tov. You were one of my favorite bodyguards. You know, I like neat, durable men. Avner: You like having the son of a hero around? Golda Meir: Truth be told, you don't look...
Steve: You know how to shoot, to assassinate people, right? I mean, you make dolls in a toyshop, and you... you shop for sofas? And you- I don't know what you do. Carl: Me? I worry. Steve: [to Avner] So why did they make you team leader? Hans: Becaus...
Carl: [to Avner] I knew guys like you in the army. You do any terrifying thing you're asked to do, but you have to do it running. You think you can outrun your fears, your doubts. The only thing that really scares you guys is stillness.
[first lines] American Athlete: Hey! Oh! Shame, shame! Closing down the beer garden. 100 meter dash powered by knackwurst and lager. American Athlete: Where are you guys from? American Athlete: What is your event?
Avner: [catching the scent of an attractive woman's perfume outside Carl's hotel room, sotto voce] Carl, you asshole... I saw her first!
Papa: We inhabit a world of intersecting secrecies, living and dying at the places where these secrecies meet. This is what we accept. Hmmm?
Papa: You could have been my son, but you're not. Remember that. We'll do business, but you're not family.
Jeanette: I have to go to bed soon. I work in the morning. Avner: What kind of work do you do? Jeanette: [taking a long drag on her cigarette] The kind that drives you to drink. Avner: We must have the same job then.
Papa: In my despair I have fathered madmen who dress like factory workers but never do manual labor, who read nonsense and spout pompous bullshit about Algerians and, and who love nothing, not Algerians or French or flesh and blood or anything living...
Steve: Look at the waistline bulge on that guy. Look at that. Think he might be armed, eh?
Ephraim: You think we'd hurt your family? Avner: I think anyone is capable of anything. Ephraim: I think you're losing your mind. Avner: Did I commit murder? I want you to give me proof that everyone we killed had a hand in Munich. Ephraim: I don't d...
Ephraim: [discussing how the mission will be funded] We deposit money from a fund that doesn't exist into a box we don't know about in a bank we've never set foot in.
