John McClane: [Tying fire hose around his waist] Oh, John, what the fuck are you doing? How the fuck did you get into this shit?
John McClane: [after witnessing Mr. Takagi's murder] [talking to himself] John McClane: Why the fuck didn't you stop 'em, John? 'Cause then you'd be dead, too, asshole.
FBI Special Agent Johnson: Authorization? How about the United States FUCKING government? Lose the grid, or you lose your job.
John McClane: [after McClane sets off massive explosion] Is the building on fire? Sergeant Al Powell: No, but it's gonna need a paint job and a shit load of screen doors.
Theo: [sees LAPD SWAT armored vehicle approaching] Wait a minute, wait a minute. What have we here, gentlemen? The police have themselves an RV. Southeast corner.
Sir Francis Walsingham: [referring to Elizabeth] Her Majesty rules with the heart... not with the head. Mary of Guise: [smiles] Hm, I understand. It is hard for a woman to forget her heart.
Narrator: I had it all. Even the glass dishes with tiny bubbles and imperfections, proof they were crafted by the honest, simple, hard-working indigenous peoples of... wherever.
Andy: So what do you do? Frances: Eh... It's kinda hard to explain. Andy: Because what you do is complicated? Frances: Eh... Because I don't really do it.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Do you feel dizzy? Do you feel faint! Jesus H. Christ! I think you've got a hard-on!
Alan: [shortly after Tequila reassured Alan that the guy he shot wasn't a cop] Was that guy I shot really a cop? Tequila: Yeah. Alan: Fuck!
Johnny Wong: [Handing Alan a gun] We either conquer the world or you kill me tonight with this gun. Alan: I have my own.
Tequila: Should I salute you? Alan: You've got the gun. I'll go and milk a cow if you want. Tequila: Sorry, I don't drink milk
Rachel: He's not much to look at, but it's so hard to find a family man these days. Jennifer: Tell me about it. All of the sensitive ones get eaten.
The Bride: [after finally getting her big toe to move] Hard part's over. Now let's get these other piggies wiggling.
Union Army officer: Now get back in line before I kick you so hard you'll be wearin' your ass for a hat.
Gerald Root: Did you think you were unique, Mr Angier? I've been Caesar. I've played Faust. How hard could it possibly be to play the Great Danton?
Prison Counsellor: Why do you say you feel "trapped" in a man's body? "Trapped" Convict: Well, sometimes I get them menstrual cramps real hard.
Jake La Motta: Come on, hit me. Harder. Harder. Joey LaMotta: What the fuck do you want? That's hard. What are you trying to prove?
Lloyd Dobler: Why can't you be in a good mood? How hard is it to decide to be in a good mood and be in a good mood once in a while?" Constance: Gee, it's easy.
Shellie: I've done some dumb things. Dwight: Seeing as how I'm one of those dumb things, I can't give you too hard a time on that, Shellie.
Insp. Kellogg: [discussing the bribe money while eating lobster] Things like this were common practice in the bad old days. Hard to believe it's still going on.
