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John Smith: Come to Daddy.
Jane Smith: [after she bashes him with a teapot and headbutts him] Who's your Daddy now?
John Smith: [searching for Jane, holding a pistol] Sweetheart...!
John Smith: Dance with me.
Jane Smith: You don't dance.
John Smith: It was just my cover, sweetheart.
Jane Smith: Was sloth your cover too?
John Smith: Your aim's as bad as your cooking sweetheart... and that's saying something!
[last lines]
John Smith: [at marriage counseling] Ask us the sex question.
Jane Smith: [whispers] John.
John Smith: [softly with his fingers out for ten] Ten.
John Smith: [after firing a rocket launcher] We should so not be allowed to buy these.
John Smith: [after Jane escapes on a high wire] Chicken shit!
Jane Smith: Pussy!
Eddie: Tell me you got smart and that you killed that lying bitch.
Jane Smith: This lying bitch?
Eddie: Guess that was just wishful thinking.
Marriage Counselor: On a scale of one to ten, how would you rate the happiness of your marriage?
Jane Smith: 8.
John Smith: Wait. Could you clarify? Is 10 the highest? 10 being perfectly happy and 1 being totally miserable or...
Marriage Counselor: Just respond instinctively.
John Smith: Ok. Ready?
Jane Smith, John Smith: 8.
John Smith: [hitman from the BMW opens the van's left door. John opens the other van door and yanks the hitman through] These doors are handy.
John Smith: You looked like Christmas morning.
Eddie: Tempting but I don't get out of bed for less than half a million dollars.
John Smith: Hiya, stranger.
Jane Smith: Hiya back.
Jane Smith: [after shooting through a wall at John] Still alive, baby?
26 Jasmine fee : Jane, it's your husband!
John Smith: Does that include weekends?
[when asked how many times they have sex]
Jane Smith: We re-did the house.
John Smith: I guess that's what happens in the end, you start thinking about the beginning.
John Smith: [angry that Benjamin had blown their cover] You burn the picture after you get the assignment! It's the first thing you learn!
Benjamin: Oh, I must have missed that day. Just like you missed the day of don't marry the enemy.
Jane Smith: Happy endings are just stories that haven't finished yet.
[John has just returned from shooting Lucky at the bar]
Jane Smith: Where've you been?
John Smith: I just went down to the sports bar. Put a little money on the game.
Jane Smith: How'd you do?
John Smith: I got Lucky.
John Smith: [both pointing guns at each other; John drops his] You want it? It's yours.
Jane Smith: Don't! C'mon! C'mon!
Girls walking by House: What's going on, Mr.. Smith?
Jane Smith: Garden party, girls.
[about the new curtains Jane bought]
Jane Smith: If you don't like them we can take them back.
John Smith: All right, I don't like them.
Jane Smith: [pause] You'll get used to them.
Marriage Counselor: How often do you have sex?
Jane Smith: I don't understand the question.
Jane Smith: There's this huge space between us, and it just keeps filling up with everything that we *don't* say to each other. What's that called?
Marriage Counselor: Marriage.
Benjamin: [while in the middle of the desert] Oh, look. More desert.
John Smith: Web of lies!
[both have discovered that they were on the desert and one tried to kill the other]
John Smith: I missed you.
Jane Smith: I missed you too.
Jane Smith: That vacation in Aspen, you left early, why?
John Smith: Jean-Luc Gaspard.
Jane Smith: Damn, I wanted him.
John Smith: I got it.
Jane Smith: You ever have trouble sleeping after?
John Smith: No.
29 Jane Smith ff5 : Me neither.
Jane Smith: There's nowhere I'd rather be than here with you.
John Smith: Option A: You talk, we listen, no pain. Option B: You don't talk, I remove your thumbs with my pliers, it will hurt. Option C: I like to vary the details but the punchline... you die.
Jane Smith: To dodging bullets.
Benjamin: [while being interrogated and tortured by John Smith] Can I have a soda or a juice or...
[Jane hits him with the telephone]
John Smith: Ok, that was a nice shot.
Lucky: What? You're looking for a job or something?
John Smith: You are the job.
[John kills everybody in the room]
John Smith: [looking at the cards at the table] Pair of threes.
Eddie: This broad is not your wife, she's the enemy.
John Smith: She tried to kill me.
Eddie: They all try to kill you. Slowly, painfully, cripplingly, and then wham. They hurt you. How you going to handle it?
John Smith: [grabs assault rifle] I'm going to borrow this.
Eddie: I like where your head's at, man.
John Smith: We have an unusual problem here, Jane. You obviously want me dead, and I'm less and less concerned for your well-being.
[first session with a marriage counselor]
John Smith: ok, I'll go first. let me see... um... We don't really need to be here. See, we've been married for five years.
Jane Smith: Six.
John Smith: [chastened] Five, six years.
Jane Smith: [referring to the pursuing cars] They're bulletproof!
John Smith: [having not heard and shot at the cars] They're bulletproof!
John Smith: Dance with me.
Jane Smith: You don't dance.
John Smith: It was just my cover, sweetheart.
Jane Smith: Was sloth your cover, too?
Mom #1: Eddie?
Eddie: [shouts] Mom! We are on high alert here. I almost killed you right then! You do not even realize!
Mom #1: [pause] Never mind.
Eddie: [brandishing gun] Mom! We're on high alert here. I almost killed you! Right then! You don't even know!
John Smith: We're going to have to re-do every conversation we've ever had.
Eddie: 55 I live with my mom because I choose to. She's the only woman I've ever trusted.
ffb John Smith: How many? Ok... I'll go first, then. I don't keep exact count, but I'd say, uh, high 50s, low 60s. I mean, I know I've been around the block an all, but...
Jane Smith: 312.
John Smith: What? How?
Jane Smith: Some were two at a time.
John Smith: [after his wife checks his crotch for a weapon] That's all John, sweetheart.
John Smith: [during a car chase] I never told you, but I was married once before.
Jane Smith: [slams on the brakes]
John Smith: What's wrong with you?
Jane Smith: [hitting John] You're what's wrong with me John.
John Smith: It was just a drunken Vegas thing.
Jane Smith: Oh, that's better. That's *much* better.
[pause]
Jane Smith: What's her name and social security number?
John Smith: No, you're not gonna kill her.
Jane Smith: My parents died when I was five. I'm an orphan.
John Smith: Who was that kind fellow who gave you away at our wedding?
Jane Smith: Paid actor.
John Smith: I said, I said I saw your dad on "Fantasy Island"!
John Smith: [hotwiring a neighbor's minivan] He's had my barbecue set for months.
John Smith: [just before running over an assassin with the minivan] These fuckers get younger every year.
Jane Smith: Wait, why do I get the girl gun?
John Smith: Are you kidding me?
Jane Smith: Any last words?
John Smith: The new curtains are hideous.
John Smith: That's the second time you've tried to kill me today.
Jane Smith: Oh, come on, it was just a little bomb.
John Smith: [after Jane accidentally throws a knife that punctures his leg] We'll talk about this later.
John Smith: I can't believe I brought my real parents to our wedding.
John Smith: [after having accidentally shot at his wife, Mr. Smith is on the roof of her car while she's trying to throw him off] Come on, let's talk about this! You don't want to go to bed angry!
John Smith: He was short and he moved fast...
Eddie: Maybe he was Filipino!
John Smith: Sweet Jesus! Mother of God!
fdd Eddie: Are you saying you had your ass handed to you by some girl?
John Smith: I think so.
John Smith: I never went to MIT. Notre Dame. Art history major.
Jane Smith: Art?
John Smith: History! It's reputable.
John Smith: I realise you witnessed the Mrs. and I working through a few domestic issues. That's
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Jane Smith: [after she bashes him with a teapot and headbutts him] Who's your Daddy now?
John Smith: [searching for Jane, holding a pistol] Sweetheart...!
John Smith: Dance with me.
Jane Smith: You don't dance.
John Smith: It was just my cover, sweetheart.
Jane Smith: Was sloth your cover too?
John Smith: Your aim's as bad as your cooking sweetheart... and that's saying something!
[last lines]
John Smith: [at marriage counseling] Ask us the sex question.
Jane Smith: [whispers] John.
John Smith: [softly with his fingers out for ten] Ten.
John Smith: [after firing a rocket launcher] We should so not be allowed to buy these.
John Smith: [after Jane escapes on a high wire] Chicken shit!
Jane Smith: Pussy!
Eddie: Tell me you got smart and that you killed that lying bitch.
Jane Smith: This lying bitch?
Eddie: Guess that was just wishful thinking.
Marriage Counselor: On a scale of one to ten, how would you rate the happiness of your marriage?
Jane Smith: 8.
John Smith: Wait. Could you clarify? Is 10 the highest? 10 being perfectly happy and 1 being totally miserable or...
Marriage Counselor: Just respond instinctively.
John Smith: Ok. Ready?
Jane Smith, John Smith: 8.
John Smith: [hitman from the BMW opens the van's left door. John opens the other van door and yanks the hitman through] These doors are handy.
John Smith: You looked like Christmas morning.
Eddie: Tempting but I don't get out of bed for less than half a million dollars.
John Smith: Hiya, stranger.
Jane Smith: Hiya back.
Jane Smith: [after shooting through a wall at John] Still alive, baby?
26 Jasmine fee : Jane, it's your husband!
John Smith: Does that include weekends?
[when asked how many times they have sex]
Jane Smith: We re-did the house.
John Smith: I guess that's what happens in the end, you start thinking about the beginning.
John Smith: [angry that Benjamin had blown their cover] You burn the picture after you get the assignment! It's the first thing you learn!
Benjamin: Oh, I must have missed that day. Just like you missed the day of don't marry the enemy.
Jane Smith: Happy endings are just stories that haven't finished yet.
[John has just returned from shooting Lucky at the bar]
Jane Smith: Where've you been?
John Smith: I just went down to the sports bar. Put a little money on the game.
Jane Smith: How'd you do?
John Smith: I got Lucky.
John Smith: [both pointing guns at each other; John drops his] You want it? It's yours.
Jane Smith: Don't! C'mon! C'mon!
Girls walking by House: What's going on, Mr.. Smith?
Jane Smith: Garden party, girls.
[about the new curtains Jane bought]
Jane Smith: If you don't like them we can take them back.
John Smith: All right, I don't like them.
Jane Smith: [pause] You'll get used to them.
Marriage Counselor: How often do you have sex?
Jane Smith: I don't understand the question.
Jane Smith: There's this huge space between us, and it just keeps filling up with everything that we *don't* say to each other. What's that called?
Marriage Counselor: Marriage.
Benjamin: [while in the middle of the desert] Oh, look. More desert.
John Smith: Web of lies!
[both have discovered that they were on the desert and one tried to kill the other]
John Smith: I missed you.
Jane Smith: I missed you too.
Jane Smith: That vacation in Aspen, you left early, why?
John Smith: Jean-Luc Gaspard.
Jane Smith: Damn, I wanted him.
John Smith: I got it.
Jane Smith: You ever have trouble sleeping after?
John Smith: No.
29 Jane Smith ff5 : Me neither.
Jane Smith: There's nowhere I'd rather be than here with you.
John Smith: Option A: You talk, we listen, no pain. Option B: You don't talk, I remove your thumbs with my pliers, it will hurt. Option C: I like to vary the details but the punchline... you die.
Jane Smith: To dodging bullets.
Benjamin: [while being interrogated and tortured by John Smith] Can I have a soda or a juice or...
[Jane hits him with the telephone]
John Smith: Ok, that was a nice shot.
Lucky: What? You're looking for a job or something?
John Smith: You are the job.
[John kills everybody in the room]
John Smith: [looking at the cards at the table] Pair of threes.
Eddie: This broad is not your wife, she's the enemy.
John Smith: She tried to kill me.
Eddie: They all try to kill you. Slowly, painfully, cripplingly, and then wham. They hurt you. How you going to handle it?
John Smith: [grabs assault rifle] I'm going to borrow this.
Eddie: I like where your head's at, man.
John Smith: We have an unusual problem here, Jane. You obviously want me dead, and I'm less and less concerned for your well-being.
[first session with a marriage counselor]
John Smith: ok, I'll go first. let me see... um... We don't really need to be here. See, we've been married for five years.
Jane Smith: Six.
John Smith: [chastened] Five, six years.
Jane Smith: [referring to the pursuing cars] They're bulletproof!
John Smith: [having not heard and shot at the cars] They're bulletproof!
John Smith: Dance with me.
Jane Smith: You don't dance.
John Smith: It was just my cover, sweetheart.
Jane Smith: Was sloth your cover, too?
Mom #1: Eddie?
Eddie: [shouts] Mom! We are on high alert here. I almost killed you right then! You do not even realize!
Mom #1: [pause] Never mind.
Eddie: [brandishing gun] Mom! We're on high alert here. I almost killed you! Right then! You don't even know!
John Smith: We're going to have to re-do every conversation we've ever had.
Eddie: 55 I live with my mom because I choose to. She's the only woman I've ever trusted.
ffb John Smith: How many? Ok... I'll go first, then. I don't keep exact count, but I'd say, uh, high 50s, low 60s. I mean, I know I've been around the block an all, but...
Jane Smith: 312.
John Smith: What? How?
Jane Smith: Some were two at a time.
John Smith: [after his wife checks his crotch for a weapon] That's all John, sweetheart.
John Smith: [during a car chase] I never told you, but I was married once before.
Jane Smith: [slams on the brakes]
John Smith: What's wrong with you?
Jane Smith: [hitting John] You're what's wrong with me John.
John Smith: It was just a drunken Vegas thing.
Jane Smith: Oh, that's better. That's *much* better.
[pause]
Jane Smith: What's her name and social security number?
John Smith: No, you're not gonna kill her.
Jane Smith: My parents died when I was five. I'm an orphan.
John Smith: Who was that kind fellow who gave you away at our wedding?
Jane Smith: Paid actor.
John Smith: I said, I said I saw your dad on "Fantasy Island"!
John Smith: [hotwiring a neighbor's minivan] He's had my barbecue set for months.
John Smith: [just before running over an assassin with the minivan] These fuckers get younger every year.
Jane Smith: Wait, why do I get the girl gun?
John Smith: Are you kidding me?
Jane Smith: Any last words?
John Smith: The new curtains are hideous.
John Smith: That's the second time you've tried to kill me today.
Jane Smith: Oh, come on, it was just a little bomb.
John Smith: [after Jane accidentally throws a knife that punctures his leg] We'll talk about this later.
John Smith: I can't believe I brought my real parents to our wedding.
John Smith: [after having accidentally shot at his wife, Mr. Smith is on the roof of her car while she's trying to throw him off] Come on, let's talk about this! You don't want to go to bed angry!
John Smith: He was short and he moved fast...
Eddie: Maybe he was Filipino!
John Smith: Sweet Jesus! Mother of God!
fdd Eddie: Are you saying you had your ass handed to you by some girl?
John Smith: I think so.
John Smith: I never went to MIT. Notre Dame. Art history major.
Jane Smith: Art?
John Smith: History! It's reputable.
John Smith: I realise you witnessed the Mrs. and I working through a few domestic issues. That's
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Memorable Quotes from Mr. & Mrs. Smith (2005) [from trailer] John Smith: Come to Daddy. Jane Smith: [after she bashes him with a tablecloth-ensconced silver teapot and headbutts him] Who's your Daddy now? ----------------------- John Smith: [searching for Jane, holding a pistol] Honey...! ---------- John Smith: [after tripping into a fence and accidentally firing a shot at his wife] Oh, dear God! ------------------------------ John Smith: Your aim's as bad as your cooking sweetheart... and that's saying something! ----------------- John Smith: [at marriage counseling] Ask us the sex question again. Jane Smith: [whispers] John. John Smith: [softly with his fingers out for ten] Ten. ---------John Smith: [after firing a rocket launcher] We should so not be allowed to buy these. ----------------------- John Smith: [after Jane escapes on a high wire] Chicken shit! Jane Smith: Pussy! ----------- John Smith: [after he finds out that Jane stole all of his guns] Bitch. --------------------------- Eddie: So, did you kill that lying bitch? Jane Smith: This lying bitch? ------------------ Marriage Counselor: One a scale of one to ten, how would you rate the happiness of your marriage? Jane Smith: 8. John Smith: Could you clarify? Is 10 the highest or is 1 the highest? Marriage Counselor: Just answer with your instinct. ------------------------ John Smith: [hitman from the BMW opens the van's left door. John opens the other van door and yanks the hitman through] These doors are handy. ------------ John Smith: You looked like Christmas morning. ---------------Eddie: No, thanks, I don't get out of bed for less than half a million dollars. ------------------- John Smith: Hiya, stranger. Jane Smith: Hiya back. --------- Jane Smith: You still alive, baby? -----------------Jasmine: Jane, it's your husband! ---------------- John Smith: Does that include weekends? [when asked how many times they have sex]
John Smith: We remodeled the house. -------------------- John Smith: I hate the curtains. --------------------- John Smith: I guess that's what happens in the end, you start thinking about the beginning. ------------------------ John Smith: [angry that Benjamin had blown their cover] You burn the picture after you get the assignment! It's the first thing you learn! Benjamin: Oh, I must have missed that day. Just like you missed the day of don't marry the enemy. ----------------------------------Jane Smith: Happy endings are just stories that haven't finished. --- [John has just returned from shooting Lucky at the bar] Jane Smith: Where've you been? John Smith: I just went down to the sports bar. Put a little money on the game. Jane Smith: How'd you do? John Smith: I got Lucky. ----------------------------------- John Smith: [both pointing guns at each other; John drops his] It's your call. Jane Smith: No! C'mon! Let's finish this! ----------------------- Girls walking by House: What's going on, Mrs. Smith? Jane Smith: Garden party, girls. ------------[about the new curtains Jane bought] Jane Smith: If you don't like them just say so and we can take them back. John Smith: All right, I don't like them. Jane Smith: Learn to live with them. ---------------Counselor: How often do you have sex? Jane Smith: I don't understand the question. -------------------------Jane Smith: There's this huge space between us, and it just keeps filling up with whatever we don't say to each other. What's that called? Counselor: Marriage. -------Benjamin: [while in the middle of the desert] Oh, look. More desert. ------------------- John Smith: Web of lies! -------------- [both have discovered that they were on the desert and one tried to kill the other] John Smith: I missed you. Jane Smith: I missed you too. ----------- Benjamin: [while being interrogated and tortured by John Smith] Can I have a soda? ---------------------- Lucky: What? You're looking for a job or something? John Smith: You are the job. [John kills everybody in the room]
John Smith: [looking at the cards at the table] Pair of threes. -------------- Jane Smith: [after shooting through a wall at John] Still alive, Baby? ----------------------Eddie: This broad is not your wife; she's the enemy. John Smith: She tried to kill me. Eddie: They all try to kill you. Slowly, painfully, cripplingly. How you going to handle it? John Smith: [grabs assault rifle] I'm going to borrow this. Eddie: I like where your head's at, man. -----------------------John Smith: We have an unusual problem here, Jane. You obviously want me dead, and I'm becoming less and less concerned for your well-being. ------------------------- Therapist: How long have you been married? John Smith: Five years Jane Smith: Six years. John Smith: [chastened] Five or six years. ---------------------- Jane Smith: [referring to the pursuing cars] They're bulletproof! John Smith: [having not heard and shot at the cars] They're bulletproof! ------------------ John Smith: Dance with me. Jane Smith: You don't dance. John Smith: It was just my cover, sweetheart. Jane Smith: Was sloth your cover, too? --------------- Eddie: Eddie? Mom #1: [shouts] Mom! We are on high alert here. I almost killed you right there! ------------------- Eddie: This bod is not your wife; she's the enemy. John Smith: She tried to kill me. Eddie: They all try to kill you. Slowly, painfully, cripplingly. How you going to handle it? John Smith: [grabs assault rifle] I'm going to borrow this. Eddie: I like where your head's at, man. ----------------- John Smith: We're going to have to re-do every conversation we've ever had. ------------------Eddie: I live with my mom because I choose to. She's the only woman I've ever trusted. ---------------------------------- John Smith: How many? Ok... I'll go first, then. I don't keep exact count, but I'd say, uh, high 50s, low 60s. I mean, I know I've been around the block an all, but... Jane Smith: 312. John Smith: What? How? Jane Smith: Some were two at a time. ------------------------------------- John Smith: [after his wife checks his crotch for a weapon] That's all John‘s brother, sweetheart. ------------------ John Smith: [during a car chase] I never told you, but I was married once before.
Jane Smith: [slams on the brakes] What? John Smith: It was nothing, honey, a drunken Vegas thing. Jane Smith: [hitting John] Is that supposed to make me feel better? Huh? [shouts] Jane Smith: Is it? [pause] Jane Smith: What's her name and social security number? John Smith: No, honey, you're not going to kill her. -------------------- Jane Smith: My parents died when I was five. I'm an orphan. John Smith: Who was that kind fellow who gave you away at the altar? Jane Smith: Paid actor. John Smith: I said I saw your father on "Fantasy Island"! ----------------------- John Smith: [hotwiring a neighbor's minivan] He's had my barbecue for six months. -------------- John Smith: [just before running over an assassin with the minivan] These fuckers get younger every year. -------------------------------- Jane Smith: Wait, why do I get the girly gun? John Smith: What? Are you kidding me? -------------------------- Jane Smith: Any last words? John Smith: The new curtains are hideous. ----------------------- John Smith: That's the second time you've tried to kill me today. Jane Smith: Oh, come on, it was just a little bomb. ------------------ John Smith: [after Jane accidentally throws a knife that punctures his leg] We'll talk about this later. ---------------------- John Smith: I can't believe I brought my real parents to our wedding. ------------------------ John Smith: [after having accidentally shot at his wife, Mr. Smith is on the roof of her car while she's trying to throw him off] Come on, let's talk about this! You don't want to go to bed angry
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Memorable Quotes from Mr. & Mrs. Smith (2005) [from trailer] John Smith: Come to Daddy. Jane Smith: [after she bashes him with a tablecloth-ensconced silver teapot and headbutts him] Who's your Daddy now? ----------------------- John Smith: [searching for Jane, holding a pistol] Honey...! ---------- John Smith: [after tripping into a fence and accidentally firing a shot at his wife] Oh, dear God! ------------------------------ John Smith: Your aim's as bad as your cooking sweetheart... and that's saying something! ----------------- John Smith: [at marriage counseling] Ask us the sex question again. Jane Smith: [whispers] John. John Smith: [softly with his fingers out for ten] Ten. ---------John Smith: [after firing a rocket launcher] We should so not be allowed to buy these. ----------------------- John Smith: [after Jane escapes on a high wire] Chicken shit! Jane Smith: Pussy! ----------- John Smith: [after he finds out that Jane stole all of his guns] Bitch. --------------------------- Eddie: So, did you kill that lying bitch? Jane Smith: This lying bitch? ------------------ Marriage Counselor: One a scale of one to ten, how would you rate the happiness of your marriage? Jane Smith: 8. John Smith: Could you clarify? Is 10 the highest or is 1 the highest? Marriage Counselor: Just answer with your instinct. ------------------------ John Smith: [hitman from the BMW opens the van's left door. John opens the other van door and yanks the hitman through] These doors are handy. ------------ John Smith: You looked like Christmas morning. ---------------Eddie: No, thanks, I don't get out of bed for less than half a million dollars. ------------------- John Smith: Hiya, stranger. Jane Smith: Hiya back. --------- Jane Smith: You still alive, baby? -----------------Jasmine: Jane, it's your husband! ---------------- John Smith: Does that include weekends? [when asked how many times they have sex]
John Smith: We remodeled the house. -------------------- John Smith: I hate the curtains. --------------------- John Smith: I guess that's what happens in the end, you start thinking about the beginning. ------------------------ John Smith: [angry that Benjamin had blown their cover] You burn the picture after you get the assignment! It's the first thing you learn! Benjamin: Oh, I must have missed that day. Just like you missed the day of don't marry the enemy. ----------------------------------Jane Smith: Happy endings are just stories that haven't finished. --- [John has just returned from shooting Lucky at the bar] Jane Smith: Where've you been? John Smith: I just went down to the sports bar. Put a little money on the game. Jane Smith: How'd you do? John Smith: I got Lucky. ----------------------------------- John Smith: [both pointing guns at each other; John drops his] It's your call. Jane Smith: No! C'mon! Let's finish this! ----------------------- Girls walking by House: What's going on, Mrs. Smith? Jane Smith: Garden party, girls. ------------[about the new curtains Jane bought] Jane Smith: If you don't like them just say so and we can take them back. John Smith: All right, I don't like them. Jane Smith: Learn to live with them. ---------------Counselor: How often do you have sex? Jane Smith: I don't understand the question. -------------------------Jane Smith: There's this huge space between us, and it just keeps filling up with whatever we don't say to each other. What's that called? Counselor: Marriage. -------Benjamin: [while in the middle of the desert] Oh, look. More desert. ------------------- John Smith: Web of lies! -------------- [both have discovered that they were on the desert and one tried to kill the other] John Smith: I missed you. Jane Smith: I missed you too. ----------- Benjamin: [while being interrogated and tortured by John Smith] Can I have a soda? ---------------------- Lucky: What? You're looking for a job or something? John Smith: You are the job. [John kills everybody in the room]
John Smith: [looking at the cards at the table] Pair of threes. -------------- Jane Smith: [after shooting through a wall at John] Still alive, Baby? ----------------------Eddie: This broad is not your wife; she's the enemy. John Smith: She tried to kill me. Eddie: They all try to kill you. Slowly, painfully, cripplingly. How you going to handle it? John Smith: [grabs assault rifle] I'm going to borrow this. Eddie: I like where your head's at, man. -----------------------John Smith: We have an unusual problem here, Jane. You obviously want me dead, and I'm becoming less and less concerned for your well-being. ------------------------- Therapist: How long have you been married? John Smith: Five years Jane Smith: Six years. John Smith: [chastened] Five or six years. ---------------------- Jane Smith: [referring to the pursuing cars] They're bulletproof! John Smith: [having not heard and shot at the cars] They're bulletproof! ------------------ John Smith: Dance with me. Jane Smith: You don't dance. John Smith: It was just my cover, sweetheart. Jane Smith: Was sloth your cover, too? --------------- Eddie: Eddie? Mom #1: [shouts] Mom! We are on high alert here. I almost killed you right there! ------------------- Eddie: This bod is not your wife; she's the enemy. John Smith: She tried to kill me. Eddie: They all try to kill you. Slowly, painfully, cripplingly. How you going to handle it? John Smith: [grabs assault rifle] I'm going to borrow this. Eddie: I like where your head's at, man. ----------------- John Smith: We're going to have to re-do every conversation we've ever had. ------------------Eddie: I live with my mom because I choose to. She's the only woman I've ever trusted. ---------------------------------- John Smith: How many? Ok... I'll go first, then. I don't keep exact count, but I'd say, uh, high 50s, low 60s. I mean, I know I've been around the block an all, but... Jane Smith: 312. John Smith: What? How? Jane Smith: Some were two at a time. ------------------------------------- John Smith: [after his wife checks his crotch for a weapon] That's all John‘s brother, sweetheart. ------------------ John Smith: [during a car chase] I never told you, but I was married once before.
Jane Smith: [slams on the brakes] What? John Smith: It was nothing, honey, a drunken Vegas thing. Jane Smith: [hitting John] Is that supposed to make me feel better? Huh? [shouts] Jane Smith: Is it? [pause] Jane Smith: What's her name and social security number? John Smith: No, honey, you're not going to kill her. -------------------- Jane Smith: My parents died when I was five. I'm an orphan. John Smith: Who was that kind fellow who gave you away at the altar? Jane Smith: Paid actor. John Smith: I said I saw your father on "Fantasy Island"! ----------------------- John Smith: [hotwiring a neighbor's minivan] He's had my barbecue for six months. -------------- John Smith: [just before running over an assassin with the minivan] These fuckers get younger every year. -------------------------------- Jane Smith: Wait, why do I get the girly gun? John Smith: What? Are you kidding me? -------------------------- Jane Smith: Any last words? John Smith: The new curtains are hideous. ----------------------- John Smith: That's the second time you've tried to kill me today. Jane Smith: Oh, come on, it was just a little bomb. ------------------ John Smith: [after Jane accidentally throws a knife that punctures his leg] We'll talk about this later. ---------------------- John Smith: I can't believe I brought my real parents to our wedding. ------------------------ John Smith: [after having accidentally shot at his wife, Mr. Smith is on the roof of her car while she's trying to throw him off] Come on, let's talk about this! You don't want to go to bed angry
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