Fast And Furious Quotes.

[Sam-]

Probs been one of these threads already, but lets hear your favorite Fast and Furious Quotes and point out some funny, unrealistic parts of the films.

Ill start with, " only pussies run nitro meth "

[djmartin]

Jesse:You could push this across the finish line, or tow it.
Dom:: You couldn't even tow that across the finish line

[Matt67]

Ask any racer, any real racer. It doesn't matter if you win by an inch or a mile... winning's winning.

lame though

[Paul]

I like a couple, these are my favourite though...



Brian O'Connor: You still fight like shit, bro.

Brian O'Connor: How do ya like them apples?

[about the Evo ]
Brian O'Connor: All right, let's see what this thing can do.

Brian O'Connor: You ready for this?
Roman: Come on, man. Guns, murderers and crooked cops? I was made for this, bro.

Suki: Loser walks home.

Monica: You might wanna keep your eyes on the road, playboy.

Tej: Damn, Suki, uh... When you gonna pop my clutch, huh?
Suki: As soon as you get the right set of tools.
Tej: Yeah, a'ight.


Roman: He did the stare and drive on you, didn't he? He got that from me.


[about Brian's record ]
Monica: He's clean, dirty, but clean.


Roman: You're not gonna do what I think you're gonna do.
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, I think so.


Roman: Only my homeboys call me Rome, pig.


Tej: Whoa, fellas, fellas. I know my tags are outta date, but damn.


Brian O'Connor: So, Dunn, looks like we're gonna be partners, bro. Could you tell me right quick what would be a better motor for my Skyline, a Gallo 12 or a Gallo 24?
Agent Dunn: Um...
[clears throat]
Agent Dunn: 24?
Brian O'Connor: I didn't know pizza places made motors.


Enrique: You know, I like you. But I still gotta kill you. It's my job.


[after Roman Pearce smashed the car window]
Brian O'Connor: Now put your blouse back on.
Roman Pearce: Hater.


Brian O'Connor: Home stretch, baby.


[Brian turns his car around and drives backwards down the highway]
Roman: CRAZY-ASS WHITE BOY!


Brian O'Connor: Nice shirt, Bilkins.
Agent Bilkins: It's my day off.


Tej: Do I even wanna know where the Skyline is, Dawg? Or where you've been for the past couple'a days? Or where the hell you got these rides from?


Jimmy: Evo? Where'd you get an Evo from?


Brian O'Connor: Hey, Jimmy! We got any half-empty bottles of nitrous laying around?
Jimmy: Sure, but I already loaded you with spray.
Brian O'Connor: I'm thinking we may need it for something else. 'Cause our cars may get a little crowded.


Roman: Damn! Where'd ya'll confiscate these rims from, man?


[to Roberto]
Roman: Enjoyin' the ride? Man, it's a fast car, huh? Man, it's a classic. Old school. American muscle. Man, this car can do all kinda things, man. Wanna see?


Korpi: American muscle.


Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] Verone pay ya'll to keep a straight face like that? 'Cause If I was makin' money, shit, I'd get that mole removed off my damn nose.


Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] How much he pay ya'll anyway? Every time I see ya'll, man, ya'll got the silk shirts on, jewelry, you know, lookin' real Miami. You know? I caught you walkin' up in the club, you got the hamburger meat all hangin' out, you know?


Brian O'Connor: They got deep pockets?
Tej: Real deep.
Brian O'Connor: What's up, Suki?
Suki: What's up, Bullet?
Brian O'Connor: What do you say we kick it a nickel?
Orange Julius: 'Perate, 'perate, 'perate.
[wait, wait, wait]
Orange Julius: No one said nothing about raising the stakes!
Brian O'Connor: If that's the case, why don't you ask these nice people here to back off the line so you can go home?


Roman Pearce: Don't even think about takin' the convertible. It might loosen your mousse.
Brian O'Connor: No, that's cool. That's too much chrome for me anyways.


Tej: All right. You each got a barrel to go around down at the end of the road here. Second wave gotta sit tight till your partner crosses this line right here. First team to go down and back twice wins the race... at which point, the losers WILL hand over them keys. Otherwise, you'll be eating breakfast through straws from now on.


[when Brian crosses the finish line first]
Roman Pearce: Got two new cars! That's all my man!
Korpi: Damm!
Roman Pearce: Y'all ain't ready, homeboy! Get to walking, Fabio.
[as they were leaving]
Roman Pearce: Use them bus tokens, partner!


[first lines]
Tej: Yo, Jimmy, man, give me the status. Tell me we good.


[last lines]
Brian O'Connor: Pockets ain't empty, cuz.
Roman Pearce: And we ain't hungry no more either, brah.


Suki: Whoa, smack that ass!


Roman: Why must I chase the cat?


Carter Verone: [to his potential wheelmen] Thank you for coming on such short notice. My red Ferrari was confiscated yesterday, and it sits in an impound lot in Little Haiti. It's about 20 miles from here. The car isn't important. What is important is the package I left in the glove box. The first team back here with the package will have an opportunity to work for me.
Darden: Are you saying we gotta audition?
Carter Verone: Nobody's got a gun to your head. That's it.


[Carter reveals the package was a cigar]
Roman: We did all that for a damn cigar?
Carter Verone: No. You did that for a job.


[Carter is being arrested]
Roman: Bye, Carter. Don't drop the soap!
Brian O'Connor: You realize that when he gets out, he's gonna kill your ass.
Roman: Yeah, he's not getting out.
[Brian laughs]
Roman: [nervously] He's not getting out, right?


[During the opening race, Suki is trying to pass a rival]
Suki: Move, bitch!


Brian O'Connor: [after Brian and Rome escape and Tej and Suki get cited by the police] Thanks a lot, Tej. You're the clutch. I owe you one big time.
Tej: [staring angrily at the officer] Yeah, Brian, you really do owe me, man. You really do.
[Suki elbows Tej]
Tej: Us. Suki says you owe *us*, aight?


Roman Pearce: The old man's gonna blow our cover before we even get started.
Agent Markham: [holds gun at Brian and Rome] Stop right there! Hands where I can see them!
Brian O'Connor: What's going on here?
Agent Markham: Hold this.
[tosses Agent Dunn his pistol]
Agent Markham: You think you can shoot at me? I'm a goddamn federal agent!


Agent Markham: [Roman grabs his food] Hey, that's mine!
Roman Pearce: So?


Roman: What this job you have for us anyway?
Carter Verone: Come with me. The house has ears in it.
[Carter tosses his cigar out]
Carter Verone: I have something I want you to carry from North Beach to the Keys.
Brian O'Connor: What is it?
Carter Verone: Just put in the car what I tell you to, drive it to me and don't let anybody stop you. Understand?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah. Any chance of cop trouble?
Carter Verone: No. I'm buying you a window of time, but it's not gonna be open very long. You make it, and I'll personally hand you a hundred G's at the finish line.
Roman: [getting greedy] Make it a hundred G's a piece, papi. Look, man, obviously, your pockets ain't nervous.
Carter Verone: [Roman reaches for Carter's left pocket when he grabs his hand] Hey, hey, hey! Don't ever touch me.
Roman: Ours are empty. Like I said, we hungry.


Carter Verone: Hey, you! Your pockets aren't empty.
Roman: [under his breath] Damn.
Carter Verone: I'll take my cutter back.
Brian O'Connor: Stupid ass.
Roman: [hands the cigar cutter back to Carter] Hey, man, I figured you had, like 12 or 13...
Carter Verone: [cuts Roman off] You not too bright, are you? Just get out of here. Get out of here.


Roman: Man, it's a hoasis in here, breh
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, lots of potential


[Brian, Roman, Carter, Monica, Roberto, and Enrique walk into a special room in the back of Pearl, a nightclub; Brian and Roman sees a blowtorch, a cloth, and a bucket]
Roman Pearce: What's all that?
Carter Verone: We're gonna have a little fun.
[Carter pops open a champagne, then pours Monica a glass]
Monica: Thank you.


Detective Whitworth: Hey, Carter.
Carter Verone: Meet, uh, Detective Whitworth.
[the call girl who was with Det. Whitworth walks away]
Carter Verone: One of Miami's finest. Thank you, sweetheart. Are you enjoying yourself, Detective?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah, I was. I mean, you know me.
Carter Verone: [turning cross] Yeah, I do know you. You been on my payroll a long time.
Detective Whitworth: Verone, that ain't right.
Carter Verone: Shut up. I got one last job for you, Detective. You hear me?
Detective Whitworth: Look, we've been through all this.
Carter Verone: Yeah?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah. I said I can't do it.
Carter Verone: Hmm. That's the wrong answer. The table.
[Roberto and Enrique grabs Det. Whitworth and ties him to the table]


Roman: Kiss my ass, Putos!


Roman: Fuentes in with Verone, Markham trying to blow our cover and we got two wired cars that are better than that ankle braclet of mine. Ima tell you, bro. You let your man, Markham do that shit again in front of Verone, that gonna be our ass.
Brian O'Connor: I know man its getting thick real quick. We need some way out through some kind of exit strategy.
Roman: Exit strategy, huh?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah.
Roman: [Roman takes a bite out of his sandwich] I like the way that sounds. Wachu got in mind?
Brian O'Connor: I don't know man, but we need two more cars.


Roman Pearce: What you checkin' her out for?
Brian O'Connor: I'm not checkin' her out.
Roman Pearce: Yes, you were.
Brian O'Connor: No, I wasn't.
Roman Pearce: I seen you checkin' her out man.
Brian O'Connor: Ok, I was. Now shut up.
Roman Pearce: You shut up. Don't tell me to shut up.
Monica: Both you girlies shut up.


[Brian tries to use the ejection seat, but it doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
[Brian repeatedly tries the ejection seat, but it still doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
Roman Pearce: [over radio] It's Barstow, baby! It's about to get ugly!

[Mochachino]

"oooooooooooo weeeeeeeeee"

some man in a pickup truck when they go mental in 2 fast 2 furious. They lure the feds in then the pickup trucks come out. ooo wee indeed.

[Peter_D]

The only one that sticks in my mind is:

Nice car, whats the retail on one of those?

"More than you can afford pal, Ferarri!"

...smoke him!

[Mochachino]

I like a couple, these are my favourite though...



Brian O'Connor: You still fight like shit, bro.

Brian O'Connor: How do ya like them apples?

[about the Evo ]
Brian O'Connor: All right, let's see what this thing can do.

Brian O'Connor: You ready for this?
Roman: Come on, man. Guns, murderers and crooked cops? I was made for this, bro.

Suki: Loser walks home.

Monica: You might wanna keep your eyes on the road, playboy.

Tej: Damn, Suki, uh... When you gonna pop my clutch, huh?
Suki: As soon as you get the right set of tools.
Tej: Yeah, a'ight.


Roman: He did the stare and drive on you, didn't he? He got that from me.


[about Brian's record ]
Monica: He's clean, dirty, but clean.


Roman: You're not gonna do what I think you're gonna do.
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, I think so.


Roman: Only my homeboys call me Rome, pig.


Tej: Whoa, fellas, fellas. I know my tags are outta date, but damn.


Brian O'Connor: So, Dunn, looks like we're gonna be partners, bro. Could you tell me right quick what would be a better motor for my Skyline, a Gallo 12 or a Gallo 24?
Agent Dunn: Um...
[clears throat]
Agent Dunn: 24?
Brian O'Connor: I didn't know pizza places made motors.


Enrique: You know, I like you. But I still gotta kill you. It's my job.


[after Roman Pearce smashed the car window]
Brian O'Connor: Now put your blouse back on.
Roman Pearce: Hater.


Brian O'Connor: Home stretch, baby.


[Brian turns his car around and drives backwards down the highway]
Roman: CRAZY-ASS WHITE BOY!


Brian O'Connor: Nice shirt, Bilkins.
Agent Bilkins: It's my day off.


Tej: Do I even wanna know where the Skyline is, Dawg? Or where you've been for the past couple'a days? Or where the hell you got these rides from?


Jimmy: Evo? Where'd you get an Evo from?


Brian O'Connor: Hey, Jimmy! We got any half-empty bottles of nitrous laying around?
Jimmy: Sure, but I already loaded you with spray.
Brian O'Connor: I'm thinking we may need it for something else. 'Cause our cars may get a little crowded.


Roman: Damn! Where'd ya'll confiscate these rims from, man?


[to Roberto]
Roman: Enjoyin' the ride? Man, it's a fast car, huh? Man, it's a classic. Old school. American muscle. Man, this car can do all kinda things, man. Wanna see?


Korpi: American muscle.


Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] Verone pay ya'll to keep a straight face like that? 'Cause If I was makin' money, shit, I'd get that mole removed off my damn nose.


Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] How much he pay ya'll anyway? Every time I see ya'll, man, ya'll got the silk shirts on, jewelry, you know, lookin' real Miami. You know? I caught you walkin' up in the club, you got the hamburger meat all hangin' out, you know?


Brian O'Connor: They got deep pockets?
Tej: Real deep.
Brian O'Connor: What's up, Suki?
Suki: What's up, Bullet?
Brian O'Connor: What do you say we kick it a nickel?
Orange Julius: 'Perate, 'perate, 'perate.
[wait, wait, wait]
Orange Julius: No one said nothing about raising the stakes!
Brian O'Connor: If that's the case, why don't you ask these nice people here to back off the line so you can go home?


Roman Pearce: Don't even think about takin' the convertible. It might loosen your mousse.
Brian O'Connor: No, that's cool. That's too much chrome for me anyways.


Tej: All right. You each got a barrel to go around down at the end of the road here. Second wave gotta sit tight till your partner crosses this line right here. First team to go down and back twice wins the race... at which point, the losers WILL hand over them keys. Otherwise, you'll be eating breakfast through straws from now on.


[when Brian crosses the finish line first]
Roman Pearce: Got two new cars! That's all my man!
Korpi: Damm!
Roman Pearce: Y'all ain't ready, homeboy! Get to walking, Fabio.
[as they were leaving]
Roman Pearce: Use them bus tokens, partner!


[first lines]
Tej: Yo, Jimmy, man, give me the status. Tell me we good.


[last lines]
Brian O'Connor: Pockets ain't empty, cuz.
Roman Pearce: And we ain't hungry no more either, brah.


Suki: Whoa, smack that ass!


Roman: Why must I chase the cat?


Carter Verone: [to his potential wheelmen] Thank you for coming on such short notice. My red Ferrari was confiscated yesterday, and it sits in an impound lot in Little Haiti. It's about 20 miles from here. The car isn't important. What is important is the package I left in the glove box. The first team back here with the package will have an opportunity to work for me.
Darden: Are you saying we gotta audition?
Carter Verone: Nobody's got a gun to your head. That's it.


[Carter reveals the package was a cigar]
Roman: We did all that for a damn cigar?
Carter Verone: No. You did that for a job.


[Carter is being arrested]
Roman: Bye, Carter. Don't drop the soap!
Brian O'Connor: You realize that when he gets out, he's gonna kill your ass.
Roman: Yeah, he's not getting out.
[Brian laughs]
Roman: [nervously] He's not getting out, right?


[During the opening race, Suki is trying to pass a rival]
Suki: Move, bitch!


Brian O'Connor: [after Brian and Rome escape and Tej and Suki get cited by the police] Thanks a lot, Tej. You're the clutch. I owe you one big time.
Tej: [staring angrily at the officer] Yeah, Brian, you really do owe me, man. You really do.
[Suki elbows Tej]
Tej: Us. Suki says you owe *us*, aight?


Roman Pearce: The old man's gonna blow our cover before we even get started.
Agent Markham: [holds gun at Brian and Rome] Stop right there! Hands where I can see them!
Brian O'Connor: What's going on here?
Agent Markham: Hold this.
[tosses Agent Dunn his pistol]
Agent Markham: You think you can shoot at me? I'm a goddamn federal agent!


Agent Markham: [Roman grabs his food] Hey, that's mine!
Roman Pearce: So?


Roman: What this job you have for us anyway?
Carter Verone: Come with me. The house has ears in it.
[Carter tosses his cigar out]
Carter Verone: I have something I want you to carry from North Beach to the Keys.
Brian O'Connor: What is it?
Carter Verone: Just put in the car what I tell you to, drive it to me and don't let anybody stop you. Understand?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah. Any chance of cop trouble?
Carter Verone: No. I'm buying you a window of time, but it's not gonna be open very long. You make it, and I'll personally hand you a hundred G's at the finish line.
Roman: [getting greedy] Make it a hundred G's a piece, papi. Look, man, obviously, your pockets ain't nervous.
Carter Verone: [Roman reaches for Carter's left pocket when he grabs his hand] Hey, hey, hey! Don't ever touch me.
Roman: Ours are empty. Like I said, we hungry.


Carter Verone: Hey, you! Your pockets aren't empty.
Roman: [under his breath] Damn.
Carter Verone: I'll take my cutter back.
Brian O'Connor: Stupid ass.
Roman: [hands the cigar cutter back to Carter] Hey, man, I figured you had, like 12 or 13...
Carter Verone: [cuts Roman off] You not too bright, are you? Just get out of here. Get out of here.


Roman: Man, it's a hoasis in here, breh
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, lots of potential


[Brian, Roman, Carter, Monica, Roberto, and Enrique walk into a special room in the back of Pearl, a nightclub; Brian and Roman sees a blowtorch, a cloth, and a bucket]
Roman Pearce: What's all that?
Carter Verone: We're gonna have a little fun.
[Carter pops open a champagne, then pours Monica a glass]
Monica: Thank you.


Detective Whitworth: Hey, Carter.
Carter Verone: Meet, uh, Detective Whitworth.
[the call girl who was with Det. Whitworth walks away]
Carter Verone: One of Miami's finest. Thank you, sweetheart. Are you enjoying yourself, Detective?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah, I was. I mean, you know me.
Carter Verone: [turning cross] Yeah, I do know you. You been on my payroll a long time.
Detective Whitworth: Verone, that ain't right.
Carter Verone: Shut up. I got one last job for you, Detective. You hear me?
Detective Whitworth: Look, we've been through all this.
Carter Verone: Yeah?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah. I said I can't do it.
Carter Verone: Hmm. That's the wrong answer. The table.
[Roberto and Enrique grabs Det. Whitworth and ties him to the table]


Roman: Kiss my ass, Putos!


Roman: Fuentes in with Verone, Markham trying to blow our cover and we got two wired cars that are better than that ankle braclet of mine. Ima tell you, bro. You let your man, Markham do that shit again in front of Verone, that gonna be our ass.
Brian O'Connor: I know man its getting thick real quick. We need some way out through some kind of exit strategy.
Roman: Exit strategy, huh?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah.
Roman: [Roman takes a bite out of his sandwich] I like the way that sounds. Wachu got in mind?
Brian O'Connor: I don't know man, but we need two more cars.


Roman Pearce: What you checkin' her out for?
Brian O'Connor: I'm not checkin' her out.
Roman Pearce: Yes, you were.
Brian O'Connor: No, I wasn't.
Roman Pearce: I seen you checkin' her out man.
Brian O'Connor: Ok, I was. Now shut up.
Roman Pearce: You shut up. Don't tell me to shut up.
Monica: Both you girlies shut up.


[Brian tries to use the ejection seat, but it doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
[Brian repeatedly tries the ejection seat, but it still doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
Roman Pearce: [over radio] It's Barstow, baby! It's about to get ugly!

i like

[Mochachino]

I like a couple, these are my favourite though...



Brian O'Connor: You still fight like shit, bro.

Brian O'Connor: How do ya like them apples?

[about the Evo ]
Brian O'Connor: All right, let's see what this thing can do.

Brian O'Connor: You ready for this?
Roman: Come on, man. Guns, murderers and crooked cops? I was made for this, bro.

Suki: Loser walks home.

Monica: You might wanna keep your eyes on the road, playboy.

Tej: Damn, Suki, uh... When you gonna pop my clutch, huh?
Suki: As soon as you get the right set of tools.
Tej: Yeah, a'ight.


Roman: He did the stare and drive on you, didn't he? He got that from me.


[about Brian's record ]
Monica: He's clean, dirty, but clean.


Roman: You're not gonna do what I think you're gonna do.
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, I think so.


Roman: Only my homeboys call me Rome, pig.


Tej: Whoa, fellas, fellas. I know my tags are outta date, but damn.


Brian O'Connor: So, Dunn, looks like we're gonna be partners, bro. Could you tell me right quick what would be a better motor for my Skyline, a Gallo 12 or a Gallo 24?
Agent Dunn: Um...
[clears throat]
Agent Dunn: 24?
Brian O'Connor: I didn't know pizza places made motors.


Enrique: You know, I like you. But I still gotta kill you. It's my job.


[after Roman Pearce smashed the car window]
Brian O'Connor: Now put your blouse back on.
Roman Pearce: Hater.


Brian O'Connor: Home stretch, baby.


[Brian turns his car around and drives backwards down the highway]
Roman: CRAZY-ASS WHITE BOY!


Brian O'Connor: Nice shirt, Bilkins.
Agent Bilkins: It's my day off.


Tej: Do I even wanna know where the Skyline is, Dawg? Or where you've been for the past couple'a days? Or where the hell you got these rides from?


Jimmy: Evo? Where'd you get an Evo from?


Brian O'Connor: Hey, Jimmy! We got any half-empty bottles of nitrous laying around?
Jimmy: Sure, but I already loaded you with spray.
Brian O'Connor: I'm thinking we may need it for something else. 'Cause our cars may get a little crowded.


Roman: Damn! Where'd ya'll confiscate these rims from, man?


[to Roberto]
Roman: Enjoyin' the ride? Man, it's a fast car, huh? Man, it's a classic. Old school. American muscle. Man, this car can do all kinda things, man. Wanna see?


Korpi: American muscle.


Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] Verone pay ya'll to keep a straight face like that? 'Cause If I was makin' money, shit, I'd get that mole removed off my damn nose.


Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] How much he pay ya'll anyway? Every time I see ya'll, man, ya'll got the silk shirts on, jewelry, you know, lookin' real Miami. You know? I caught you walkin' up in the club, you got the hamburger meat all hangin' out, you know?


Brian O'Connor: They got deep pockets?
Tej: Real deep.
Brian O'Connor: What's up, Suki?
Suki: What's up, Bullet?
Brian O'Connor: What do you say we kick it a nickel?
Orange Julius: 'Perate, 'perate, 'perate.
[wait, wait, wait]
Orange Julius: No one said nothing about raising the stakes!
Brian O'Connor: If that's the case, why don't you ask these nice people here to back off the line so you can go home?


Roman Pearce: Don't even think about takin' the convertible. It might loosen your mousse.
Brian O'Connor: No, that's cool. That's too much chrome for me anyways.


Tej: All right. You each got a barrel to go around down at the end of the road here. Second wave gotta sit tight till your partner crosses this line right here. First team to go down and back twice wins the race... at which point, the losers WILL hand over them keys. Otherwise, you'll be eating breakfast through straws from now on.


[when Brian crosses the finish line first]
Roman Pearce: Got two new cars! That's all my man!
Korpi: Damm!
Roman Pearce: Y'all ain't ready, homeboy! Get to walking, Fabio.
[as they were leaving]
Roman Pearce: Use them bus tokens, partner!


[first lines]
Tej: Yo, Jimmy, man, give me the status. Tell me we good.


[last lines]
Brian O'Connor: Pockets ain't empty, cuz.
Roman Pearce: And we ain't hungry no more either, brah.


Suki: Whoa, smack that ass!


Roman: Why must I chase the cat?


Carter Verone: [to his potential wheelmen] Thank you for coming on such short notice. My red Ferrari was confiscated yesterday, and it sits in an impound lot in Little Haiti. It's about 20 miles from here. The car isn't important. What is important is the package I left in the glove box. The first team back here with the package will have an opportunity to work for me.
Darden: Are you saying we gotta audition?
Carter Verone: Nobody's got a gun to your head. That's it.


[Carter reveals the package was a cigar]
Roman: We did all that for a damn cigar?
Carter Verone: No. You did that for a job.


[Carter is being arrested]
Roman: Bye, Carter. Don't drop the soap!
Brian O'Connor: You realize that when he gets out, he's gonna kill your ass.
Roman: Yeah, he's not getting out.
[Brian laughs]
Roman: [nervously] He's not getting out, right?


[During the opening race, Suki is trying to pass a rival]
Suki: Move, bitch!


Brian O'Connor: [after Brian and Rome escape and Tej and Suki get cited by the police] Thanks a lot, Tej. You're the clutch. I owe you one big time.
Tej: [staring angrily at the officer] Yeah, Brian, you really do owe me, man. You really do.
[Suki elbows Tej]
Tej: Us. Suki says you owe *us*, aight?


Roman Pearce: The old man's gonna blow our cover before we even get started.
Agent Markham: [holds gun at Brian and Rome] Stop right there! Hands where I can see them!
Brian O'Connor: What's going on here?
Agent Markham: Hold this.
[tosses Agent Dunn his pistol]
Agent Markham: You think you can shoot at me? I'm a goddamn federal agent!


Agent Markham: [Roman grabs his food] Hey, that's mine!
Roman Pearce: So?


Roman: What this job you have for us anyway?
Carter Verone: Come with me. The house has ears in it.
[Carter tosses his cigar out]
Carter Verone: I have something I want you to carry from North Beach to the Keys.
Brian O'Connor: What is it?
Carter Verone: Just put in the car what I tell you to, drive it to me and don't let anybody stop you. Understand?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah. Any chance of cop trouble?
Carter Verone: No. I'm buying you a window of time, but it's not gonna be open very long. You make it, and I'll personally hand you a hundred G's at the finish line.
Roman: [getting greedy] Make it a hundred G's a piece, papi. Look, man, obviously, your pockets ain't nervous.
Carter Verone: [Roman reaches for Carter's left pocket when he grabs his hand] Hey, hey, hey! Don't ever touch me.
Roman: Ours are empty. Like I said, we hungry.


Carter Verone: Hey, you! Your pockets aren't empty.
Roman: [under his breath] Damn.
Carter Verone: I'll take my cutter back.
Brian O'Connor: Stupid ass.
Roman: [hands the cigar cutter back to Carter] Hey, man, I figured you had, like 12 or 13...
Carter Verone: [cuts Roman off] You not too bright, are you? Just get out of here. Get out of here.


Roman: Man, it's a hoasis in here, breh
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, lots of potential


[Brian, Roman, Carter, Monica, Roberto, and Enrique walk into a special room in the back of Pearl, a nightclub; Brian and Roman sees a blowtorch, a cloth, and a bucket]
Roman Pearce: What's all that?
Carter Verone: We're gonna have a little fun.
[Carter pops open a champagne, then pours Monica a glass]
Monica: Thank you.


Detective Whitworth: Hey, Carter.
Carter Verone: Meet, uh, Detective Whitworth.
[the call girl who was with Det. Whitworth walks away]
Carter Verone: One of Miami's finest. Thank you, sweetheart. Are you enjoying yourself, Detective?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah, I was. I mean, you know me.
Carter Verone: [turning cross] Yeah, I do know you. You been on my payroll a long time.
Detective Whitworth: Verone, that ain't right.
Carter Verone: Shut up. I got one last job for you, Detective. You hear me?
Detective Whitworth: Look, we've been through all this.
Carter Verone: Yeah?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah. I said I can't do it.
Carter Verone: Hmm. That's the wrong answer. The table.
[Roberto and Enrique grabs Det. Whitworth and ties him to the table]


Roman: Kiss my ass, Putos!


Roman: Fuentes in with Verone, Markham trying to blow our cover and we got two wired cars that are better than that ankle braclet of mine. Ima tell you, bro. You let your man, Markham do that shit again in front of Verone, that gonna be our ass.
Brian O'Connor: I know man its getting thick real quick. We need some way out through some kind of exit strategy.
Roman: Exit strategy, huh?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah.
Roman: [Roman takes a bite out of his sandwich] I like the way that sounds. Wachu got in mind?
Brian O'Connor: I don't know man, but we need two more cars.


Roman Pearce: What you checkin' her out for?
Brian O'Connor: I'm not checkin' her out.
Roman Pearce: Yes, you were.
Brian O'Connor: No, I wasn't.
Roman Pearce: I seen you checkin' her out man.
Brian O'Connor: Ok, I was. Now shut up.
Roman Pearce: You shut up. Don't tell me to shut up.
Monica: Both you girlies shut up.


[Brian tries to use the ejection seat, but it doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
[Brian repeatedly tries the ejection seat, but it still doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
Roman Pearce: [over radio] It's Barstow, baby! It's about to get ugly!

imdb ?

[Sam-]

" i like the tuna " EPIC

[Peter_D]

I like a couple, these are my favourite though...



Brian O'Connor: You still fight like shit, bro.

Brian O'Connor: How do ya like them apples?

[about the Evo ]
Brian O'Connor: All right, let's see what this thing can do.

Brian O'Connor: You ready for this?
Roman: Come on, man. Guns, murderers and crooked cops? I was made for this, bro.

Suki: Loser walks home.

Monica: You might wanna keep your eyes on the road, playboy.

Tej: Damn, Suki, uh... When you gonna pop my clutch, huh?
Suki: As soon as you get the right set of tools.
Tej: Yeah, a'ight.


Roman: He did the stare and drive on you, didn't he? He got that from me.


[about Brian's record ]
Monica: He's clean, dirty, but clean.


Roman: You're not gonna do what I think you're gonna do.
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, I think so.


Roman: Only my homeboys call me Rome, pig.


Tej: Whoa, fellas, fellas. I know my tags are outta date, but damn.


Brian O'Connor: So, Dunn, looks like we're gonna be partners, bro. Could you tell me right quick what would be a better motor for my Skyline, a Gallo 12 or a Gallo 24?
Agent Dunn: Um...
[clears throat]
Agent Dunn: 24?
Brian O'Connor: I didn't know pizza places made motors.


Enrique: You know, I like you. But I still gotta kill you. It's my job.


[after Roman Pearce smashed the car window]
Brian O'Connor: Now put your blouse back on.
Roman Pearce: Hater.


Brian O'Connor: Home stretch, baby.


[Brian turns his car around and drives backwards down the highway]
Roman: CRAZY-ASS WHITE BOY!


Brian O'Connor: Nice shirt, Bilkins.
Agent Bilkins: It's my day off.


Tej: Do I even wanna know where the Skyline is, Dawg? Or where you've been for the past couple'a days? Or where the hell you got these rides from?


Jimmy: Evo? Where'd you get an Evo from?


Brian O'Connor: Hey, Jimmy! We got any half-empty bottles of nitrous laying around?
Jimmy: Sure, but I already loaded you with spray.
Brian O'Connor: I'm thinking we may need it for something else. 'Cause our cars may get a little crowded.


Roman: Damn! Where'd ya'll confiscate these rims from, man?


[to Roberto]
Roman: Enjoyin' the ride? Man, it's a fast car, huh? Man, it's a classic. Old school. American muscle. Man, this car can do all kinda things, man. Wanna see?


Korpi: American muscle.


Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] Verone pay ya'll to keep a straight face like that? 'Cause If I was makin' money, shit, I'd get that mole removed off my damn nose.


Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] How much he pay ya'll anyway? Every time I see ya'll, man, ya'll got the silk shirts on, jewelry, you know, lookin' real Miami. You know? I caught you walkin' up in the club, you got the hamburger meat all hangin' out, you know?


Brian O'Connor: They got deep pockets?
Tej: Real deep.
Brian O'Connor: What's up, Suki?
Suki: What's up, Bullet?
Brian O'Connor: What do you say we kick it a nickel?
Orange Julius: 'Perate, 'perate, 'perate.
[wait, wait, wait]
Orange Julius: No one said nothing about raising the stakes!
Brian O'Connor: If that's the case, why don't you ask these nice people here to back off the line so you can go home?


Roman Pearce: Don't even think about takin' the convertible. It might loosen your mousse.
Brian O'Connor: No, that's cool. That's too much chrome for me anyways.


Tej: All right. You each got a barrel to go around down at the end of the road here. Second wave gotta sit tight till your partner crosses this line right here. First team to go down and back twice wins the race... at which point, the losers WILL hand over them keys. Otherwise, you'll be eating breakfast through straws from now on.


[when Brian crosses the finish line first]
Roman Pearce: Got two new cars! That's all my man!
Korpi: Damm!
Roman Pearce: Y'all ain't ready, homeboy! Get to walking, Fabio.
[as they were leaving]
Roman Pearce: Use them bus tokens, partner!


[first lines]
Tej: Yo, Jimmy, man, give me the status. Tell me we good.


[last lines]
Brian O'Connor: Pockets ain't empty, cuz.
Roman Pearce: And we ain't hungry no more either, brah.


Suki: Whoa, smack that ass!


Roman: Why must I chase the cat?


Carter Verone: [to his potential wheelmen] Thank you for coming on such short notice. My red Ferrari was confiscated yesterday, and it sits in an impound lot in Little Haiti. It's about 20 miles from here. The car isn't important. What is important is the package I left in the glove box. The first team back here with the package will have an opportunity to work for me.
Darden: Are you saying we gotta audition?
Carter Verone: Nobody's got a gun to your head. That's it.


[Carter reveals the package was a cigar]
Roman: We did all that for a damn cigar?
Carter Verone: No. You did that for a job.


[Carter is being arrested]
Roman: Bye, Carter. Don't drop the soap!
Brian O'Connor: You realize that when he gets out, he's gonna kill your ass.
Roman: Yeah, he's not getting out.
[Brian laughs]
Roman: [nervously] He's not getting out, right?


[During the opening race, Suki is trying to pass a rival]
Suki: Move, bitch!


Brian O'Connor: [after Brian and Rome escape and Tej and Suki get cited by the police] Thanks a lot, Tej. You're the clutch. I owe you one big time.
Tej: [staring angrily at the officer] Yeah, Brian, you really do owe me, man. You really do.
[Suki elbows Tej]
Tej: Us. Suki says you owe *us*, aight?


Roman Pearce: The old man's gonna blow our cover before we even get started.
Agent Markham: [holds gun at Brian and Rome] Stop right there! Hands where I can see them!
Brian O'Connor: What's going on here?
Agent Markham: Hold this.
[tosses Agent Dunn his pistol]
Agent Markham: You think you can shoot at me? I'm a goddamn federal agent!


Agent Markham: [Roman grabs his food] Hey, that's mine!
Roman Pearce: So?


Roman: What this job you have for us anyway?
Carter Verone: Come with me. The house has ears in it.
[Carter tosses his cigar out]
Carter Verone: I have something I want you to carry from North Beach to the Keys.
Brian O'Connor: What is it?
Carter Verone: Just put in the car what I tell you to, drive it to me and don't let anybody stop you. Understand?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah. Any chance of cop trouble?
Carter Verone: No. I'm buying you a window of time, but it's not gonna be open very long. You make it, and I'll personally hand you a hundred G's at the finish line.
Roman: [getting greedy] Make it a hundred G's a piece, papi. Look, man, obviously, your pockets ain't nervous.
Carter Verone: [Roman reaches for Carter's left pocket when he grabs his hand] Hey, hey, hey! Don't ever touch me.
Roman: Ours are empty. Like I said, we hungry.


Carter Verone: Hey, you! Your pockets aren't empty.
Roman: [under his breath] Damn.
Carter Verone: I'll take my cutter back.
Brian O'Connor: Stupid ass.
Roman: [hands the cigar cutter back to Carter] Hey, man, I figured you had, like 12 or 13...
Carter Verone: [cuts Roman off] You not too bright, are you? Just get out of here. Get out of here.


Roman: Man, it's a hoasis in here, breh
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, lots of potential


[Brian, Roman, Carter, Monica, Roberto, and Enrique walk into a special room in the back of Pearl, a nightclub; Brian and Roman sees a blowtorch, a cloth, and a bucket]
Roman Pearce: What's all that?
Carter Verone: We're gonna have a little fun.
[Carter pops open a champagne, then pours Monica a glass]
Monica: Thank you.


Detective Whitworth: Hey, Carter.
Carter Verone: Meet, uh, Detective Whitworth.
[the call girl who was with Det. Whitworth walks away]
Carter Verone: One of Miami's finest. Thank you, sweetheart. Are you enjoying yourself, Detective?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah, I was. I mean, you know me.
Carter Verone: [turning cross] Yeah, I do know you. You been on my payroll a long time.
Detective Whitworth: Verone, that ain't right.
Carter Verone: Shut up. I got one last job for you, Detective. You hear me?
Detective Whitworth: Look, we've been through all this.
Carter Verone: Yeah?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah. I said I can't do it.
Carter Verone: Hmm. That's the wrong answer. The table.
[Roberto and Enrique grabs Det. Whitworth and ties him to the table]


Roman: Kiss my ass, Putos!


Roman: Fuentes in with Verone, Markham trying to blow our cover and we got two wired cars that are better than that ankle braclet of mine. Ima tell you, bro. You let your man, Markham do that shit again in front of Verone, that gonna be our ass.
Brian O'Connor: I know man its getting thick real quick. We need some way out through some kind of exit strategy.
Roman: Exit strategy, huh?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah.
Roman: [Roman takes a bite out of his sandwich] I like the way that sounds. Wachu got in mind?
Brian O'Connor: I don't know man, but we need two more cars.


Roman Pearce: What you checkin' her out for?
Brian O'Connor: I'm not checkin' her out.
Roman Pearce: Yes, you were.
Brian O'Connor: No, I wasn't.
Roman Pearce: I seen you checkin' her out man.
Brian O'Connor: Ok, I was. Now shut up.
Roman Pearce: You shut up. Don't tell me to shut up.
Monica: Both you girlies shut up.


[Brian tries to use the ejection seat, but it doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
[Brian repeatedly tries the ejection seat, but it still doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
Roman Pearce: [over radio] It's Barstow, baby! It's about to get ugly!

Why didn't i think of this

[Sam-]

why copy and paste it, ruins the fun.

[Mochachino]

Dont know peter....how can i forget these quotes from this quote though:

I like a couple, these are my favourite though...



Brian O'Connor: You still fight like shit, bro.

Brian O'Connor: How do ya like them apples?

[about the Evo ]
Brian O'Connor: All right, let's see what this thing can do.

Brian O'Connor: You ready for this?
Roman: Come on, man. Guns, murderers and crooked cops? I was made for this, bro.

Suki: Loser walks home.

Monica: You might wanna keep your eyes on the road, playboy.

Tej: Damn, Suki, uh... When you gonna pop my clutch, huh?
Suki: As soon as you get the right set of tools.
Tej: Yeah, a'ight.


Roman: He did the stare and drive on you, didn't he? He got that from me.


[about Brian's record ]
Monica: He's clean, dirty, but clean.


Roman: You're not gonna do what I think you're gonna do.
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, I think so.


Roman: Only my homeboys call me Rome, pig.


Tej: Whoa, fellas, fellas. I know my tags are outta date, but damn.


Brian O'Connor: So, Dunn, looks like we're gonna be partners, bro. Could you tell me right quick what would be a better motor for my Skyline, a Gallo 12 or a Gallo 24?
Agent Dunn: Um...
[clears throat]
Agent Dunn: 24?
Brian O'Connor: I didn't know pizza places made motors.


Enrique: You know, I like you. But I still gotta kill you. It's my job.


[after Roman Pearce smashed the car window]
Brian O'Connor: Now put your blouse back on.
Roman Pearce: Hater.


Brian O'Connor: Home stretch, baby.


[Brian turns his car around and drives backwards down the highway]
Roman: CRAZY-ASS WHITE BOY!


Brian O'Connor: Nice shirt, Bilkins.
Agent Bilkins: It's my day off.


Tej: Do I even wanna know where the Skyline is, Dawg? Or where you've been for the past couple'a days? Or where the hell you got these rides from?


Jimmy: Evo? Where'd you get an Evo from?


Brian O'Connor: Hey, Jimmy! We got any half-empty bottles of nitrous laying around?
Jimmy: Sure, but I already loaded you with spray.
Brian O'Connor: I'm thinking we may need it for something else. 'Cause our cars may get a little crowded.


Roman: Damn! Where'd ya'll confiscate these rims from, man?


[to Roberto]
Roman: Enjoyin' the ride? Man, it's a fast car, huh? Man, it's a classic. Old school. American muscle. Man, this car can do all kinda things, man. Wanna see?


Korpi: American muscle.


Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] Verone pay ya'll to keep a straight face like that? 'Cause If I was makin' money, shit, I'd get that mole removed off my damn nose.


Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] How much he pay ya'll anyway? Every time I see ya'll, man, ya'll got the silk shirts on, jewelry, you know, lookin' real Miami. You know? I caught you walkin' up in the club, you got the hamburger meat all hangin' out, you know?


Brian O'Connor: They got deep pockets?
Tej: Real deep.
Brian O'Connor: What's up, Suki?
Suki: What's up, Bullet?
Brian O'Connor: What do you say we kick it a nickel?
Orange Julius: 'Perate, 'perate, 'perate.
[wait, wait, wait]
Orange Julius: No one said nothing about raising the stakes!
Brian O'Connor: If that's the case, why don't you ask these nice people here to back off the line so you can go home?


Roman Pearce: Don't even think about takin' the convertible. It might loosen your mousse.
Brian O'Connor: No, that's cool. That's too much chrome for me anyways.


Tej: All right. You each got a barrel to go around down at the end of the road here. Second wave gotta sit tight till your partner crosses this line right here. First team to go down and back twice wins the race... at which point, the losers WILL hand over them keys. Otherwise, you'll be eating breakfast through straws from now on.


[when Brian crosses the finish line first]
Roman Pearce: Got two new cars! That's all my man!
Korpi: Damm!
Roman Pearce: Y'all ain't ready, homeboy! Get to walking, Fabio.
[as they were leaving]
Roman Pearce: Use them bus tokens, partner!


[first lines]
Tej: Yo, Jimmy, man, give me the status. Tell me we good.


[last lines]
Brian O'Connor: Pockets ain't empty, cuz.
Roman Pearce: And we ain't hungry no more either, brah.


Suki: Whoa, smack that ass!


Roman: Why must I chase the cat?


Carter Verone: [to his potential wheelmen] Thank you for coming on such short notice. My red Ferrari was confiscated yesterday, and it sits in an impound lot in Little Haiti. It's about 20 miles from here. The car isn't important. What is important is the package I left in the glove box. The first team back here with the package will have an opportunity to work for me.
Darden: Are you saying we gotta audition?
Carter Verone: Nobody's got a gun to your head. That's it.


[Carter reveals the package was a cigar]
Roman: We did all that for a damn cigar?
Carter Verone: No. You did that for a job.


[Carter is being arrested]
Roman: Bye, Carter. Don't drop the soap!
Brian O'Connor: You realize that when he gets out, he's gonna kill your ass.
Roman: Yeah, he's not getting out.
[Brian laughs]
Roman: [nervously] He's not getting out, right?


[During the opening race, Suki is trying to pass a rival]
Suki: Move, bitch!


Brian O'Connor: [after Brian and Rome escape and Tej and Suki get cited by the police] Thanks a lot, Tej. You're the clutch. I owe you one big time.
Tej: [staring angrily at the officer] Yeah, Brian, you really do owe me, man. You really do.
[Suki elbows Tej]
Tej: Us. Suki says you owe *us*, aight?


Roman Pearce: The old man's gonna blow our cover before we even get started.
Agent Markham: [holds gun at Brian and Rome] Stop right there! Hands where I can see them!
Brian O'Connor: What's going on here?
Agent Markham: Hold this.
[tosses Agent Dunn his pistol]
Agent Markham: You think you can shoot at me? I'm a goddamn federal agent!


Agent Markham: [Roman grabs his food] Hey, that's mine!
Roman Pearce: So?


Roman: What this job you have for us anyway?
Carter Verone: Come with me. The house has ears in it.
[Carter tosses his cigar out]
Carter Verone: I have something I want you to carry from North Beach to the Keys.
Brian O'Connor: What is it?
Carter Verone: Just put in the car what I tell you to, drive it to me and don't let anybody stop you. Understand?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah. Any chance of cop trouble?
Carter Verone: No. I'm buying you a window of time, but it's not gonna be open very long. You make it, and I'll personally hand you a hundred G's at the finish line.
Roman: [getting greedy] Make it a hundred G's a piece, papi. Look, man, obviously, your pockets ain't nervous.
Carter Verone: [Roman reaches for Carter's left pocket when he grabs his hand] Hey, hey, hey! Don't ever touch me.
Roman: Ours are empty. Like I said, we hungry.


Carter Verone: Hey, you! Your pockets aren't empty.
Roman: [under his breath] Damn.
Carter Verone: I'll take my cutter back.
Brian O'Connor: Stupid ass.
Roman: [hands the cigar cutter back to Carter] Hey, man, I figured you had, like 12 or 13...
Carter Verone: [cuts Roman off] You not too bright, are you? Just get out of here. Get out of here.


Roman: Man, it's a hoasis in here, breh
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, lots of potential


[Brian, Roman, Carter, Monica, Roberto, and Enrique walk into a special room in the back of Pearl, a nightclub; Brian and Roman sees a blowtorch, a cloth, and a bucket]
Roman Pearce: What's all that?
Carter Verone: We're gonna have a little fun.
[Carter pops open a champagne, then pours Monica a glass]
Monica: Thank you.


Detective Whitworth: Hey, Carter.
Carter Verone: Meet, uh, Detective Whitworth.
[the call girl who was with Det. Whitworth walks away]
Carter Verone: One of Miami's finest. Thank you, sweetheart. Are you enjoying yourself, Detective?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah, I was. I mean, you know me.
Carter Verone: [turning cross] Yeah, I do know you. You been on my payroll a long time.
Detective Whitworth: Verone, that ain't right.
Carter Verone: Shut up. I got one last job for you, Detective. You hear me?
Detective Whitworth: Look, we've been through all this.
Carter Verone: Yeah?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah. I said I can't do it.
Carter Verone: Hmm. That's the wrong answer. The table.
[Roberto and Enrique grabs Det. Whitworth and ties him to the table]


Roman: Kiss my ass, Putos!


Roman: Fuentes in with Verone, Markham trying to blow our cover and we got two wired cars that are better than that ankle braclet of mine. Ima tell you, bro. You let your man, Markham do that shit again in front of Verone, that gonna be our ass.
Brian O'Connor: I know man its getting thick real quick. We need some way out through some kind of exit strategy.
Roman: Exit strategy, huh?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah.
Roman: [Roman takes a bite out of his sandwich] I like the way that sounds. Wachu got in mind?
Brian O'Connor: I don't know man, but we need two more cars.


Roman Pearce: What you checkin' her out for?
Brian O'Connor: I'm not checkin' her out.
Roman Pearce: Yes, you were.
Brian O'Connor: No, I wasn't.
Roman Pearce: I seen you checkin' her out man.
Brian O'Connor: Ok, I was. Now shut up.
Roman Pearce: You shut up. Don't tell me to shut up.
Monica: Both you girlies shut up.


[Brian tries to use the ejection seat, but it doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
[Brian repeatedly tries the ejection seat, but it still doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
Roman Pearce: [over radio] It's Barstow, baby! It's about to get ugly!

[Sam-]

fuck off.

[djmartin]

why copy and paste it, ruins the fun.

agreed this thread is now dead! :s

[andyjos91]

Dom "You can have any drink you like as long as it's a Corona"

[K17NEY]

http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c289/kitney/vin-diesel-in-your-face.jpg

And yes ive already posted this tonight,but i love it that much!

[Peter_D]

I like a couple, these are my favourite though...



Brian O'Connor: You still fight like shit, bro.

Brian O'Connor: How do ya like them apples?

[about the Evo ]
Brian O'Connor: All right, let's see what this thing can do.

Brian O'Connor: You ready for this?
Roman: Come on, man. Guns, murderers and crooked cops? I was made for this, bro.

Suki: Loser walks home.

Monica: You might wanna keep your eyes on the road, playboy.

Tej: Damn, Suki, uh... When you gonna pop my clutch, huh?
Suki: As soon as you get the right set of tools.
Tej: Yeah, a'ight.


Roman: He did the stare and drive on you, didn't he? He got that from me.


[about Brian's record ]
Monica: He's clean, dirty, but clean.


Roman: You're not gonna do what I think you're gonna do.
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, I think so.


Roman: Only my homeboys call me Rome, pig.


Tej: Whoa, fellas, fellas. I know my tags are outta date, but damn.


Brian O'Connor: So, Dunn, looks like we're gonna be partners, bro. Could you tell me right quick what would be a better motor for my Skyline, a Gallo 12 or a Gallo 24?
Agent Dunn: Um...
[clears throat]
Agent Dunn: 24?
Brian O'Connor: I didn't know pizza places made motors.


Enrique: You know, I like you. But I still gotta kill you. It's my job.


[after Roman Pearce smashed the car window]
Brian O'Connor: Now put your blouse back on.
Roman Pearce: Hater.


Brian O'Connor: Home stretch, baby.


[Brian turns his car around and drives backwards down the highway]
Roman: CRAZY-ASS WHITE BOY!


Brian O'Connor: Nice shirt, Bilkins.
Agent Bilkins: It's my day off.


Tej: Do I even wanna know where the Skyline is, Dawg? Or where you've been for the past couple'a days? Or where the hell you got these rides from?


Jimmy: Evo? Where'd you get an Evo from?


Brian O'Connor: Hey, Jimmy! We got any half-empty bottles of nitrous laying around?
Jimmy: Sure, but I already loaded you with spray.
Brian O'Connor: I'm thinking we may need it for something else. 'Cause our cars may get a little crowded.


Roman: Damn! Where'd ya'll confiscate these rims from, man?


[to Roberto]
Roman: Enjoyin' the ride? Man, it's a fast car, huh? Man, it's a classic. Old school. American muscle. Man, this car can do all kinda things, man. Wanna see?


Korpi: American muscle.


Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] Verone pay ya'll to keep a straight face like that? 'Cause If I was makin' money, shit, I'd get that mole removed off my damn nose.


Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] How much he pay ya'll anyway? Every time I see ya'll, man, ya'll got the silk shirts on, jewelry, you know, lookin' real Miami. You know? I caught you walkin' up in the club, you got the hamburger meat all hangin' out, you know?


Brian O'Connor: They got deep pockets?
Tej: Real deep.
Brian O'Connor: What's up, Suki?
Suki: What's up, Bullet?
Brian O'Connor: What do you say we kick it a nickel?
Orange Julius: 'Perate, 'perate, 'perate.
[wait, wait, wait]
Orange Julius: No one said nothing about raising the stakes!
Brian O'Connor: If that's the case, why don't you ask these nice people here to back off the line so you can go home?


Roman Pearce: Don't even think about takin' the convertible. It might loosen your mousse.
Brian O'Connor: No, that's cool. That's too much chrome for me anyways.


Tej: All right. You each got a barrel to go around down at the end of the road here. Second wave gotta sit tight till your partner crosses this line right here. First team to go down and back twice wins the race... at which point, the losers WILL hand over them keys. Otherwise, you'll be eating breakfast through straws from now on.


[when Brian crosses the finish line first]
Roman Pearce: Got two new cars! That's all my man!
Korpi: Damm!
Roman Pearce: Y'all ain't ready, homeboy! Get to walking, Fabio.
[as they were leaving]
Roman Pearce: Use them bus tokens, partner!


[first lines]
Tej: Yo, Jimmy, man, give me the status. Tell me we good.


[last lines]
Brian O'Connor: Pockets ain't empty, cuz.
Roman Pearce: And we ain't hungry no more either, brah.


Suki: Whoa, smack that ass!


Roman: Why must I chase the cat?


Carter Verone: [to his potential wheelmen] Thank you for coming on such short notice. My red Ferrari was confiscated yesterday, and it sits in an impound lot in Little Haiti. It's about 20 miles from here. The car isn't important. What is important is the package I left in the glove box. The first team back here with the package will have an opportunity to work for me.
Darden: Are you saying we gotta audition?
Carter Verone: Nobody's got a gun to your head. That's it.


[Carter reveals the package was a cigar]
Roman: We did all that for a damn cigar?
Carter Verone: No. You did that for a job.


[Carter is being arrested]
Roman: Bye, Carter. Don't drop the soap!
Brian O'Connor: You realize that when he gets out, he's gonna kill your ass.
Roman: Yeah, he's not getting out.
[Brian laughs]
Roman: [nervously] He's not getting out, right?


[During the opening race, Suki is trying to pass a rival]
Suki: Move, bitch!


Brian O'Connor: [after Brian and Rome escape and Tej and Suki get cited by the police] Thanks a lot, Tej. You're the clutch. I owe you one big time.
Tej: [staring angrily at the officer] Yeah, Brian, you really do owe me, man. You really do.
[Suki elbows Tej]
Tej: Us. Suki says you owe *us*, aight?


Roman Pearce: The old man's gonna blow our cover before we even get started.
Agent Markham: [holds gun at Brian and Rome] Stop right there! Hands where I can see them!
Brian O'Connor: What's going on here?
Agent Markham: Hold this.
[tosses Agent Dunn his pistol]
Agent Markham: You think you can shoot at me? I'm a goddamn federal agent!


Agent Markham: [Roman grabs his food] Hey, that's mine!
Roman Pearce: So?


Roman: What this job you have for us anyway?
Carter Verone: Come with me. The house has ears in it.
[Carter tosses his cigar out]
Carter Verone: I have something I want you to carry from North Beach to the Keys.
Brian O'Connor: What is it?
Carter Verone: Just put in the car what I tell you to, drive it to me and don't let anybody stop you. Understand?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah. Any chance of cop trouble?
Carter Verone: No. I'm buying you a window of time, but it's not gonna be open very long. You make it, and I'll personally hand you a hundred G's at the finish line.
Roman: [getting greedy] Make it a hundred G's a piece, papi. Look, man, obviously, your pockets ain't nervous.
Carter Verone: [Roman reaches for Carter's left pocket when he grabs his hand] Hey, hey, hey! Don't ever touch me.
Roman: Ours are empty. Like I said, we hungry.


Carter Verone: Hey, you! Your pockets aren't empty.
Roman: [under his breath] Damn.
Carter Verone: I'll take my cutter back.
Brian O'Connor: Stupid ass.
Roman: [hands the cigar cutter back to Carter] Hey, man, I figured you had, like 12 or 13...
Carter Verone: [cuts Roman off] You not too bright, are you? Just get out of here. Get out of here.


Roman: Man, it's a hoasis in here, breh
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, lots of potential


[Brian, Roman, Carter, Monica, Roberto, and Enrique walk into a special room in the back of Pearl, a nightclub; Brian and Roman sees a blowtorch, a cloth, and a bucket]
Roman Pearce: What's all that?
Carter Verone: We're gonna have a little fun.
[Carter pops open a champagne, then pours Monica a glass]
Monica: Thank you.


Detective Whitworth: Hey, Carter.
Carter Verone: Meet, uh, Detective Whitworth.
[the call girl who was with Det. Whitworth walks away]
Carter Verone: One of Miami's finest. Thank you, sweetheart. Are you enjoying yourself, Detective?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah, I was. I mean, you know me.
Carter Verone: [turning cross] Yeah, I do know you. You been on my payroll a long time.
Detective Whitworth: Verone, that ain't right.
Carter Verone: Shut up. I got one last job for you, Detective. You hear me?
Detective Whitworth: Look, we've been through all this.
Carter Verone: Yeah?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah. I said I can't do it.
Carter Verone: Hmm. That's the wrong answer. The table.
[Roberto and Enrique grabs Det. Whitworth and ties him to the table]


Roman: Kiss my ass, Putos!


Roman: Fuentes in with Verone, Markham trying to blow our cover and we got two wired cars that are better than that ankle braclet of mine. Ima tell you, bro. You let your man, Markham do that shit again in front of Verone, that gonna be our ass.
Brian O'Connor: I know man its getting thick real quick. We need some way out through some kind of exit strategy.
Roman: Exit strategy, huh?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah.
Roman: [Roman takes a bite out of his sandwich] I like the way that sounds. Wachu got in mind?
Brian O'Connor: I don't know man, but we need two more cars.


Roman Pearce: What you checkin' her out for?
Brian O'Connor: I'm not checkin' her out.
Roman Pearce: Yes, you were.
Brian O'Connor: No, I wasn't.
Roman Pearce: I seen you checkin' her out man.
Brian O'Connor: Ok, I was. Now shut up.
Roman Pearce: You shut up. Don't tell me to shut up.
Monica: Both you girlies shut up.


[Brian tries to use the ejection seat, but it doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
[Brian repeatedly tries the ejection seat, but it still doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
Roman Pearce: [over radio] It's Barstow, baby! It's about to get ugly!

Did you copy and paste this?

[K17NEY]

Did you copy and paste this?

stop it

[Tom_Crx]

I like a couple, these are my favourite though...



Brian O'Connor: You still fight like shit, bro.

Brian O'Connor: How do ya like them apples?

[about the Evo ]
Brian O'Connor: All right, let's see what this thing can do.

Brian O'Connor: You ready for this?
Roman: Come on, man. Guns, murderers and crooked cops? I was made for this, bro.

Suki: Loser walks home.

Monica: You might wanna keep your eyes on the road, playboy.

Tej: Damn, Suki, uh... When you gonna pop my clutch, huh?
Suki: As soon as you get the right set of tools.
Tej: Yeah, a'ight.


Roman: He did the stare and drive on you, didn't he? He got that from me.


[about Brian's record ]
Monica: He's clean, dirty, but clean.


Roman: You're not gonna do what I think you're gonna do.
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, I think so.


Roman: Only my homeboys call me Rome, pig.


Tej: Whoa, fellas, fellas. I know my tags are outta date, but damn.


Brian O'Connor: So, Dunn, looks like we're gonna be partners, bro. Could you tell me right quick what would be a better motor for my Skyline, a Gallo 12 or a Gallo 24?
Agent Dunn: Um...
[clears throat]
Agent Dunn: 24?
Brian O'Connor: I didn't know pizza places made motors.


Enrique: You know, I like you. But I still gotta kill you. It's my job.


[after Roman Pearce smashed the car window]
Brian O'Connor: Now put your blouse back on.
Roman Pearce: Hater.


Brian O'Connor: Home stretch, baby.


[Brian turns his car around and drives backwards down the highway]
Roman: CRAZY-ASS WHITE BOY!


Brian O'Connor: Nice shirt, Bilkins.
Agent Bilkins: It's my day off.


Tej: Do I even wanna know where the Skyline is, Dawg? Or where you've been for the past couple'a days? Or where the hell you got these rides from?


Jimmy: Evo? Where'd you get an Evo from?


Brian O'Connor: Hey, Jimmy! We got any half-empty bottles of nitrous laying around?
Jimmy: Sure, but I already loaded you with spray.
Brian O'Connor: I'm thinking we may need it for something else. 'Cause our cars may get a little crowded.


Roman: Damn! Where'd ya'll confiscate these rims from, man?


[to Roberto]
Roman: Enjoyin' the ride? Man, it's a fast car, huh? Man, it's a classic. Old school. American muscle. Man, this car can do all kinda things, man. Wanna see?


Korpi: American muscle.


Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] Verone pay ya'll to keep a straight face like that? 'Cause If I was makin' money, shit, I'd get that mole removed off my damn nose.


Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] How much he pay ya'll anyway? Every time I see ya'll, man, ya'll got the silk shirts on, jewelry, you know, lookin' real Miami. You know? I caught you walkin' up in the club, you got the hamburger meat all hangin' out, you know?


Brian O'Connor: They got deep pockets?
Tej: Real deep.
Brian O'Connor: What's up, Suki?
Suki: What's up, Bullet?
Brian O'Connor: What do you say we kick it a nickel?
Orange Julius: 'Perate, 'perate, 'perate.
[wait, wait, wait]
Orange Julius: No one said nothing about raising the stakes!
Brian O'Connor: If that's the case, why don't you ask these nice people here to back off the line so you can go home?


Roman Pearce: Don't even think about takin' the convertible. It might loosen your mousse.
Brian O'Connor: No, that's cool. That's too much chrome for me anyways.


Tej: All right. You each got a barrel to go around down at the end of the road here. Second wave gotta sit tight till your partner crosses this line right here. First team to go down and back twice wins the race... at which point, the losers WILL hand over them keys. Otherwise, you'll be eating breakfast through straws from now on.


[when Brian crosses the finish line first]
Roman Pearce: Got two new cars! That's all my man!
Korpi: Damm!
Roman Pearce: Y'all ain't ready, homeboy! Get to walking, Fabio.
[as they were leaving]
Roman Pearce: Use them bus tokens, partner!


[first lines]
Tej: Yo, Jimmy, man, give me the status. Tell me we good.


[last lines]
Brian O'Connor: Pockets ain't empty, cuz.
Roman Pearce: And we ain't hungry no more either, brah.


Suki: Whoa, smack that ass!


Roman: Why must I chase the cat?


Carter Verone: [to his potential wheelmen] Thank you for coming on such short notice. My red Ferrari was confiscated yesterday, and it sits in an impound lot in Little Haiti. It's about 20 miles from here. The car isn't important. What is important is the package I left in the glove box. The first team back here with the package will have an opportunity to work for me.
Darden: Are you saying we gotta audition?
Carter Verone: Nobody's got a gun to your head. That's it.


[Carter reveals the package was a cigar]
Roman: We did all that for a damn cigar?
Carter Verone: No. You did that for a job.


[Carter is being arrested]
Roman: Bye, Carter. Don't drop the soap!
Brian O'Connor: You realize that when he gets out, he's gonna kill your ass.
Roman: Yeah, he's not getting out.
[Brian laughs]
Roman: [nervously] He's not getting out, right?


[During the opening race, Suki is trying to pass a rival]
Suki: Move, bitch!


Brian O'Connor: [after Brian and Rome escape and Tej and Suki get cited by the police] Thanks a lot, Tej. You're the clutch. I owe you one big time.
Tej: [staring angrily at the officer] Yeah, Brian, you really do owe me, man. You really do.
[Suki elbows Tej]
Tej: Us. Suki says you owe *us*, aight?


Roman Pearce: The old man's gonna blow our cover before we even get started.
Agent Markham: [holds gun at Brian and Rome] Stop right there! Hands where I can see them!
Brian O'Connor: What's going on here?
Agent Markham: Hold this.
[tosses Agent Dunn his pistol]
Agent Markham: You think you can shoot at me? I'm a goddamn federal agent!


Agent Markham: [Roman grabs his food] Hey, that's mine!
Roman Pearce: So?


Roman: What this job you have for us anyway?
Carter Verone: Come with me. The house has ears in it.
[Carter tosses his cigar out]
Carter Verone: I have something I want you to carry from North Beach to the Keys.
Brian O'Connor: What is it?
Carter Verone: Just put in the car what I tell you to, drive it to me and don't let anybody stop you. Understand?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah. Any chance of cop trouble?
Carter Verone: No. I'm buying you a window of time, but it's not gonna be open very long. You make it, and I'll personally hand you a hundred G's at the finish line.
Roman: [getting greedy] Make it a hundred G's a piece, papi. Look, man, obviously, your pockets ain't nervous.
Carter Verone: [Roman reaches for Carter's left pocket when he grabs his hand] Hey, hey, hey! Don't ever touch me.
Roman: Ours are empty. Like I said, we hungry.


Carter Verone: Hey, you! Your pockets aren't empty.
Roman: [under his breath] Damn.
Carter Verone: I'll take my cutter back.
Brian O'Connor: Stupid ass.
Roman: [hands the cigar cutter back to Carter] Hey, man, I figured you had, like 12 or 13...
Carter Verone: [cuts Roman off] You not too bright, are you? Just get out of here. Get out of here.


Roman: Man, it's a hoasis in here, breh
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, lots of potential


[Brian, Roman, Carter, Monica, Roberto, and Enrique walk into a special room in the back of Pearl, a nightclub; Brian and Roman sees a blowtorch, a cloth, and a bucket]
Roman Pearce: What's all that?
Carter Verone: We're gonna have a little fun.
[Carter pops open a champagne, then pours Monica a glass]
Monica: Thank you.


Detective Whitworth: Hey, Carter.
Carter Verone: Meet, uh, Detective Whitworth.
[the call girl who was with Det. Whitworth walks away]
Carter Verone: One of Miami's finest. Thank you, sweetheart. Are you enjoying yourself, Detective?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah, I was. I mean, you know me.
Carter Verone: [turning cross] Yeah, I do know you. You been on my payroll a long time.
Detective Whitworth: Verone, that ain't right.
Carter Verone: Shut up. I got one last job for you, Detective. You hear me?
Detective Whitworth: Look, we've been through all this.
Carter Verone: Yeah?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah. I said I can't do it.
Carter Verone: Hmm. That's the wrong answer. The table.
[Roberto and Enrique grabs Det. Whitworth and ties him to the table]


Roman: Kiss my ass, Putos!


Roman: Fuentes in with Verone, Markham trying to blow our cover and we got two wired cars that are better than that ankle braclet of mine. Ima tell you, bro. You let your man, Markham do that shit again in front of Verone, that gonna be our ass.
Brian O'Connor: I know man its getting thick real quick. We need some way out through some kind of exit strategy.
Roman: Exit strategy, huh?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah.
Roman: [Roman takes a bite out of his sandwich] I like the way that sounds. Wachu got in mind?
Brian O'Connor: I don't know man, but we need two more cars.


Roman Pearce: What you checkin' her out for?
Brian O'Connor: I'm not checkin' her out.
Roman Pearce: Yes, you were.
Brian O'Connor: No, I wasn't.
Roman Pearce: I seen you checkin' her out man.
Brian O'Connor: Ok, I was. Now shut up.
Roman Pearce: You shut up. Don't tell me to shut up.
Monica: Both you girlies shut up.


[Brian tries to use the ejection seat, but it doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
[Brian repeatedly tries the ejection seat, but it still doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
Roman Pearce: [over radio] It's Barstow, baby! It's about to get ugly!
What this?

[Mochachino]

Well all the quotes have been covered now. Unless poeple find the "hello" interesting enough to post. Next film quotes pls.

[Paul]

No i typed it all out myself i watched fast and furious 1 million times pal.

I like a couple, these are my favourite though...



Brian O'Connor: You still fight like shit, bro.

Brian O'Connor: How do ya like them apples?

[about the Evo ]
Brian O'Connor: All right, let's see what this thing can do.

Brian O'Connor: You ready for this?
Roman: Come on, man. Guns, murderers and crooked cops? I was made for this, bro.

Suki: Loser walks home.

Monica: You might wanna keep your eyes on the road, playboy.

Tej: Damn, Suki, uh... When you gonna pop my clutch, huh?
Suki: As soon as you get the right set of tools.
Tej: Yeah, a'ight.


Roman: He did the stare and drive on you, didn't he? He got that from me.


[about Brian's record ]
Monica: He's clean, dirty, but clean.


Roman: You're not gonna do what I think you're gonna do.
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, I think so.


Roman: Only my homeboys call me Rome, pig.


Tej: Whoa, fellas, fellas. I know my tags are outta date, but damn.


Brian O'Connor: So, Dunn, looks like we're gonna be partners, bro. Could you tell me right quick what would be a better motor for my Skyline, a Gallo 12 or a Gallo 24?
Agent Dunn: Um...
[clears throat]
Agent Dunn: 24?
Brian O'Connor: I didn't know pizza places made motors.


Enrique: You know, I like you. But I still gotta kill you. It's my job.


[after Roman Pearce smashed the car window]
Brian O'Connor: Now put your blouse back on.
Roman Pearce: Hater.


Brian O'Connor: Home stretch, baby.


[Brian turns his car around and drives backwards down the highway]
Roman: CRAZY-ASS WHITE BOY!


Brian O'Connor: Nice shirt, Bilkins.
Agent Bilkins: It's my day off.


Tej: Do I even wanna know where the Skyline is, Dawg? Or where you've been for the past couple'a days? Or where the hell you got these rides from?


Jimmy: Evo? Where'd you get an Evo from?


Brian O'Connor: Hey, Jimmy! We got any half-empty bottles of nitrous laying around?
Jimmy: Sure, but I already loaded you with spray.
Brian O'Connor: I'm thinking we may need it for something else. 'Cause our cars may get a little crowded.


Roman: Damn! Where'd ya'll confiscate these rims from, man?


[to Roberto]
Roman: Enjoyin' the ride? Man, it's a fast car, huh? Man, it's a classic. Old school. American muscle. Man, this car can do all kinda things, man. Wanna see?


Korpi: American muscle.


Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] Verone pay ya'll to keep a straight face like that? 'Cause If I was makin' money, shit, I'd get that mole removed off my damn nose.


Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] How much he pay ya'll anyway? Every time I see ya'll, man, ya'll got the silk shirts on, jewelry, you know, lookin' real Miami. You know? I caught you walkin' up in the club, you got the hamburger meat all hangin' out, you know?


Brian O'Connor: They got deep pockets?
Tej: Real deep.
Brian O'Connor: What's up, Suki?
Suki: What's up, Bullet?
Brian O'Connor: What do you say we kick it a nickel?
Orange Julius: 'Perate, 'perate, 'perate.
[wait, wait, wait]
Orange Julius: No one said nothing about raising the stakes!
Brian O'Connor: If that's the case, why don't you ask these nice people here to back off the line so you can go home?


Roman Pearce: Don't even think about takin' the convertible. It might loosen your mousse.
Brian O'Connor: No, that's cool. That's too much chrome for me anyways.


Tej: All right. You each got a barrel to go around down at the end of the road here. Second wave gotta sit tight till your partner crosses this line right here. First team to go down and back twice wins the race... at which point, the losers WILL hand over them keys. Otherwise, you'll be eating breakfast through straws from now on.


[when Brian crosses the finish line first]
Roman Pearce: Got two new cars! That's all my man!
Korpi: Damm!
Roman Pearce: Y'all ain't ready, homeboy! Get to walking, Fabio.
[as they were leaving]
Roman Pearce: Use them bus tokens, partner!


[first lines]
Tej: Yo, Jimmy, man, give me the status. Tell me we good.


[last lines]
Brian O'Connor: Pockets ain't empty, cuz.
Roman Pearce: And we ain't hungry no more either, brah.


Suki: Whoa, smack that ass!


Roman: Why must I chase the cat?


Carter Verone: [to his potential wheelmen] Thank you for coming on such short notice. My red Ferrari was confiscated yesterday, and it sits in an impound lot in Little Haiti. It's about 20 miles from here. The car isn't important. What is important is the package I left in the glove box. The first team back here with the package will have an opportunity to work for me.
Darden: Are you saying we gotta audition?
Carter Verone: Nobody's got a gun to your head. That's it.


[Carter reveals the package was a cigar]
Roman: We did all that for a damn cigar?
Carter Verone: No. You did that for a job.


[Carter is being arrested]
Roman: Bye, Carter. Don't drop the soap!
Brian O'Connor: You realize that when he gets out, he's gonna kill your ass.
Roman: Yeah, he's not getting out.
[Brian laughs]
Roman: [nervously] He's not getting out, right?


[During the opening race, Suki is trying to pass a rival]
Suki: Move, bitch!


Brian O'Connor: [after Brian and Rome escape and Tej and Suki get cited by the police] Thanks a lot, Tej. You're the clutch. I owe you one big time.
Tej: [staring angrily at the officer] Yeah, Brian, you really do owe me, man. You really do.
[Suki elbows Tej]
Tej: Us. Suki says you owe *us*, aight?


Roman Pearce: The old man's gonna blow our cover before we even get started.
Agent Markham: [holds gun at Brian and Rome] Stop right there! Hands where I can see them!
Brian O'Connor: What's going on here?
Agent Markham: Hold this.
[tosses Agent Dunn his pistol]
Agent Markham: You think you can shoot at me? I'm a goddamn federal agent!


Agent Markham: [Roman grabs his food] Hey, that's mine!
Roman Pearce: So?


Roman: What this job you have for us anyway?
Carter Verone: Come with me. The house has ears in it.
[Carter tosses his cigar out]
Carter Verone: I have something I want you to carry from North Beach to the Keys.
Brian O'Connor: What is it?
Carter Verone: Just put in the car what I tell you to, drive it to me and don't let anybody stop you. Understand?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah. Any chance of cop trouble?
Carter Verone: No. I'm buying you a window of time, but it's not gonna be open very long. You make it, and I'll personally hand you a hundred G's at the finish line.
Roman: [getting greedy] Make it a hundred G's a piece, papi. Look, man, obviously, your pockets ain't nervous.
Carter Verone: [Roman reaches for Carter's left pocket when he grabs his hand] Hey, hey, hey! Don't ever touch me.
Roman: Ours are empty. Like I said, we hungry.


Carter Verone: Hey, you! Your pockets aren't empty.
Roman: [under his breath] Damn.
Carter Verone: I'll take my cutter back.
Brian O'Connor: Stupid ass.
Roman: [hands the cigar cutter back to Carter] Hey, man, I figured you had, like 12 or 13...
Carter Verone: [cuts Roman off] You not too bright, are you? Just get out of here. Get out of here.


Roman: Man, it's a hoasis in here, breh
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, lots of potential


[Brian, Roman, Carter, Monica, Roberto, and Enrique walk into a special room in the back of Pearl, a nightclub; Brian and Roman sees a blowtorch, a cloth, and a bucket]
Roman Pearce: What's all that?
Carter Verone: We're gonna have a little fun.
[Carter pops open a champagne, then pours Monica a glass]
Monica: Thank you.


Detective Whitworth: Hey, Carter.
Carter Verone: Meet, uh, Detective Whitworth.
[the call girl who was with Det. Whitworth walks away]
Carter Verone: One of Miami's finest. Thank you, sweetheart. Are you enjoying yourself, Detective?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah, I was. I mean, you know me.
Carter Verone: [turning cross] Yeah, I do know you. You been on my payroll a long time.
Detective Whitworth: Verone, that ain't right.
Carter Verone: Shut up. I got one last job for you, Detective. You hear me?
Detective Whitworth: Look, we've been through all this.
Carter Verone: Yeah?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah. I said I can't do it.
Carter Verone: Hmm. That's the wrong answer. The table.
[Roberto and Enrique grabs Det. Whitworth and ties him to the table]


Roman: Kiss my ass, Putos!


Roman: Fuentes in with Verone, Markham trying to blow our cover and we got two wired cars that are better than that ankle braclet of mine. Ima tell you, bro. You let your man, Markham do that shit again in front of Verone, that gonna be our ass.
Brian O'Connor: I know man its getting thick real quick. We need some way out through some kind of exit strategy.
Roman: Exit strategy, huh?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah.
Roman: [Roman takes a bite out of his sandwich] I like the way that sounds. Wachu got in mind?
Brian O'Connor: I don't know man, but we need two more cars.


Roman Pearce: What you checkin' her out for?
Brian O'Connor: I'm not checkin' her out.
Roman Pearce: Yes, you were.
Brian O'Connor: No, I wasn't.
Roman Pearce: I seen you checkin' her out man.
Brian O'Connor: Ok, I was. Now shut up.
Roman Pearce: You shut up. Don't tell me to shut up.
Monica: Both you girlies shut up.


[Brian tries to use the ejection seat, but it doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
[Brian repeatedly tries the ejection seat, but it still doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
Roman Pearce: [over radio] It's Barstow, baby! It's about to get ugly!

[K17NEY]

Im in a glass box of emotion!

[Sam-]

Why put me in your sig?

[Peter_D]

No i typed it all out myself i watched fast and furious 1 million times pal.

Sorry i didn't quite catch that, what did you just say?


I like a couple, these are my favourite though...



Brian O'Connor: You still fight like shit, bro.

Brian O'Connor: How do ya like them apples?

[about the Evo ]
Brian O'Connor: All right, let's see what this thing can do.

Brian O'Connor: You ready for this?
Roman: Come on, man. Guns, murderers and crooked cops? I was made for this, bro.

Suki: Loser walks home.

Monica: You might wanna keep your eyes on the road, playboy.

Tej: Damn, Suki, uh... When you gonna pop my clutch, huh?
Suki: As soon as you get the right set of tools.
Tej: Yeah, a'ight.


Roman: He did the stare and drive on you, didn't he? He got that from me.


[about Brian's record ]
Monica: He's clean, dirty, but clean.


Roman: You're not gonna do what I think you're gonna do.
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, I think so.


Roman: Only my homeboys call me Rome, pig.


Tej: Whoa, fellas, fellas. I know my tags are outta date, but damn.


Brian O'Connor: So, Dunn, looks like we're gonna be partners, bro. Could you tell me right quick what would be a better motor for my Skyline, a Gallo 12 or a Gallo 24?
Agent Dunn: Um...
[clears throat]
Agent Dunn: 24?
Brian O'Connor: I didn't know pizza places made motors.


Enrique: You know, I like you. But I still gotta kill you. It's my job.


[after Roman Pearce smashed the car window]
Brian O'Connor: Now put your blouse back on.
Roman Pearce: Hater.


Brian O'Connor: Home stretch, baby.


[Brian turns his car around and drives backwards down the highway]
Roman: CRAZY-ASS WHITE BOY!


Brian O'Connor: Nice shirt, Bilkins.
Agent Bilkins: It's my day off.


Tej: Do I even wanna know where the Skyline is, Dawg? Or where you've been for the past couple'a days? Or where the hell you got these rides from?


Jimmy: Evo? Where'd you get an Evo from?


Brian O'Connor: Hey, Jimmy! We got any half-empty bottles of nitrous laying around?
Jimmy: Sure, but I already loaded you with spray.
Brian O'Connor: I'm thinking we may need it for something else. 'Cause our cars may get a little crowded.


Roman: Damn! Where'd ya'll confiscate these rims from, man?


[to Roberto]
Roman: Enjoyin' the ride? Man, it's a fast car, huh? Man, it's a classic. Old school. American muscle. Man, this car can do all kinda things, man. Wanna see?


Korpi: American muscle.


Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] Verone pay ya'll to keep a straight face like that? 'Cause If I was makin' money, shit, I'd get that mole removed off my damn nose.


Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] How much he pay ya'll anyway? Every time I see ya'll, man, ya'll got the silk shirts on, jewelry, you know, lookin' real Miami. You know? I caught you walkin' up in the club, you got the hamburger meat all hangin' out, you know?


Brian O'Connor: They got deep pockets?
Tej: Real deep.
Brian O'Connor: What's up, Suki?
Suki: What's up, Bullet?
Brian O'Connor: What do you say we kick it a nickel?
Orange Julius: 'Perate, 'perate, 'perate.
[wait, wait, wait]
Orange Julius: No one said nothing about raising the stakes!
Brian O'Connor: If that's the case, why don't you ask these nice people here to back off the line so you can go home?


Roman Pearce: Don't even think about takin' the convertible. It might loosen your mousse.
Brian O'Connor: No, that's cool. That's too much chrome for me anyways.


Tej: All right. You each got a barrel to go around down at the end of the road here. Second wave gotta sit tight till your partner crosses this line right here. First team to go down and back twice wins the race... at which point, the losers WILL hand over them keys. Otherwise, you'll be eating breakfast through straws from now on.


[when Brian crosses the finish line first]
Roman Pearce: Got two new cars! That's all my man!
Korpi: Damm!
Roman Pearce: Y'all ain't ready, homeboy! Get to walking, Fabio.
[as they were leaving]
Roman Pearce: Use them bus tokens, partner!


[first lines]
Tej: Yo, Jimmy, man, give me the status. Tell me we good.


[last lines]
Brian O'Connor: Pockets ain't empty, cuz.
Roman Pearce: And we ain't hungry no more either, brah.


Suki: Whoa, smack that ass!


Roman: Why must I chase the cat?


Carter Verone: [to his potential wheelmen] Thank you for coming on such short notice. My red Ferrari was confiscated yesterday, and it sits in an impound lot in Little Haiti. It's about 20 miles from here. The car isn't important. What is important is the package I left in the glove box. The first team back here with the package will have an opportunity to work for me.
Darden: Are you saying we gotta audition?
Carter Verone: Nobody's got a gun to your head. That's it.


[Carter reveals the package was a cigar]
Roman: We did all that for a damn cigar?
Carter Verone: No. You did that for a job.


[Carter is being arrested]
Roman: Bye, Carter. Don't drop the soap!
Brian O'Connor: You realize that when he gets out, he's gonna kill your ass.
Roman: Yeah, he's not getting out.
[Brian laughs]
Roman: [nervously] He's not getting out, right?


[During the opening race, Suki is trying to pass a rival]
Suki: Move, bitch!


Brian O'Connor: [after Brian and Rome escape and Tej and Suki get cited by the police] Thanks a lot, Tej. You're the clutch. I owe you one big time.
Tej: [staring angrily at the officer] Yeah, Brian, you really do owe me, man. You really do.
[Suki elbows Tej]
Tej: Us. Suki says you owe *us*, aight?


Roman Pearce: The old man's gonna blow our cover before we even get started.
Agent Markham: [holds gun at Brian and Rome] Stop right there! Hands where I can see them!
Brian O'Connor: What's going on here?
Agent Markham: Hold this.
[tosses Agent Dunn his pistol]
Agent Markham: You think you can shoot at me? I'm a goddamn federal agent!


Agent Markham: [Roman grabs his food] Hey, that's mine!
Roman Pearce: So?


Roman: What this job you have for us anyway?
Carter Verone: Come with me. The house has ears in it.
[Carter tosses his cigar out]
Carter Verone: I have something I want you to carry from North Beach to the Keys.
Brian O'Connor: What is it?
Carter Verone: Just put in the car what I tell you to, drive it to me and don't let anybody stop you. Understand?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah. Any chance of cop trouble?
Carter Verone: No. I'm buying you a window of time, but it's not gonna be open very long. You make it, and I'll personally hand you a hundred G's at the finish line.
Roman: [getting greedy] Make it a hundred G's a piece, papi. Look, man, obviously, your pockets ain't nervous.
Carter Verone: [Roman reaches for Carter's left pocket when he grabs his hand] Hey, hey, hey! Don't ever touch me.
Roman: Ours are empty. Like I said, we hungry.


Carter Verone: Hey, you! Your pockets aren't empty.
Roman: [under his breath] Damn.
Carter Verone: I'll take my cutter back.
Brian O'Connor: Stupid ass.
Roman: [hands the cigar cutter back to Carter] Hey, man, I figured you had, like 12 or 13...
Carter Verone: [cuts Roman off] You not too bright, are you? Just get out of here. Get out of here.


Roman: Man, it's a hoasis in here, breh
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, lots of potential


[Brian, Roman, Carter, Monica, Roberto, and Enrique walk into a special room in the back of Pearl, a nightclub; Brian and Roman sees a blowtorch, a cloth, and a bucket]
Roman Pearce: What's all that?
Carter Verone: We're gonna have a little fun.
[Carter pops open a champagne, then pours Monica a glass]
Monica: Thank you.


Detective Whitworth: Hey, Carter.
Carter Verone: Meet, uh, Detective Whitworth.
[the call girl who was with Det. Whitworth walks away]
Carter Verone: One of Miami's finest. Thank you, sweetheart. Are you enjoying yourself, Detective?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah, I was. I mean, you know me.
Carter Verone: [turning cross] Yeah, I do know you. You been on my payroll a long time.
Detective Whitworth: Verone, that ain't right.
Carter Verone: Shut up. I got one last job for you, Detective. You hear me?
Detective Whitworth: Look, we've been through all this.
Carter Verone: Yeah?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah. I said I can't do it.
Carter Verone: Hmm. That's the wrong answer. The table.
[Roberto and Enrique grabs Det. Whitworth and ties him to the table]


Roman: Kiss my ass, Putos!


Roman: Fuentes in with Verone, Markham trying to blow our cover and we got two wired cars that are better than that ankle braclet of mine. Ima tell you, bro. You let your man, Markham do that shit again in front of Verone, that gonna be our ass.
Brian O'Connor: I know man its getting thick real quick. We need some way out through some kind of exit strategy.
Roman: Exit strategy, huh?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah.
Roman: [Roman takes a bite out of his sandwich] I like the way that sounds. Wachu got in mind?
Brian O'Connor: I don't know man, but we need two more cars.


Roman Pearce: What you checkin' her out for?
Brian O'Connor: I'm not checkin' her out.
Roman Pearce: Yes, you were.
Brian O'Connor: No, I wasn't.
Roman Pearce: I seen you checkin' her out man.
Brian O'Connor: Ok, I was. Now shut up.
Roman Pearce: You shut up. Don't tell me to shut up.
Monica: Both you girlies shut up.


[Brian tries to use the ejection seat, but it doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
[Brian repeatedly tries the ejection seat, but it still doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
Roman Pearce: [over radio] It's Barstow, baby! It's about to get ugly!

[scottyGSI]

Brian O'connor; 'Whats the best engine for my Skyline, a galla 12 or a Galla 24'

Cop; a 24

Brian O'connor; 'Didn't know pizza places made motors'

Haha, so bad its good, love it!

[Sam-]

" Hes got over 100 grand under the hood. "

[Peter_D]

Brian O'connor; 'Whats the best engine for my Skyline, a galla 12 or a Galla 24'

Cop; a 24

Brian O'connor; 'Didn't know pizza places made motors'

Haha, so bad its good, love it!

Paul already posted that one

[Furio-92]

" i like the tuna " EPIC

Bullshit asshole, no one likes the tuna here

[Rogue_Shadow]

Why didn't i think of this

Quote the whole script?
Instant winner :wall:

[scottyGSI]

balls, was to lazy to read the whole lot. lol

[Paul]

Paul already posted that one

Yeah! It was in my first post in this thread, does no one read?

I like a couple, these are my favourite though...



Brian O'Connor: You still fight like shit, bro.

Brian O'Connor: How do ya like them apples?

[about the Evo ]
Brian O'Connor: All right, let's see what this thing can do.

Brian O'Connor: You ready for this?
Roman: Come on, man. Guns, murderers and crooked cops? I was made for this, bro.

Suki: Loser walks home.

Monica: You might wanna keep your eyes on the road, playboy.

Tej: Damn, Suki, uh... When you gonna pop my clutch, huh?
Suki: As soon as you get the right set of tools.
Tej: Yeah, a'ight.


Roman: He did the stare and drive on you, didn't he? He got that from me.


[about Brian's record ]
Monica: He's clean, dirty, but clean.


Roman: You're not gonna do what I think you're gonna do.
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, I think so.


Roman: Only my homeboys call me Rome, pig.


Tej: Whoa, fellas, fellas. I know my tags are outta date, but damn.


Brian O'Connor: So, Dunn, looks like we're gonna be partners, bro. Could you tell me right quick what would be a better motor for my Skyline, a Gallo 12 or a Gallo 24?
Agent Dunn: Um...
[clears throat]
Agent Dunn: 24?
Brian O'Connor: I didn't know pizza places made motors.


Enrique: You know, I like you. But I still gotta kill you. It's my job.


[after Roman Pearce smashed the car window]
Brian O'Connor: Now put your blouse back on.
Roman Pearce: Hater.


Brian O'Connor: Home stretch, baby.


[Brian turns his car around and drives backwards down the highway]
Roman: CRAZY-ASS WHITE BOY!


Brian O'Connor: Nice shirt, Bilkins.
Agent Bilkins: It's my day off.


Tej: Do I even wanna know where the Skyline is, Dawg? Or where you've been for the past couple'a days? Or where the hell you got these rides from?


Jimmy: Evo? Where'd you get an Evo from?


Brian O'Connor: Hey, Jimmy! We got any half-empty bottles of nitrous laying around?
Jimmy: Sure, but I already loaded you with spray.
Brian O'Connor: I'm thinking we may need it for something else. 'Cause our cars may get a little crowded.


Roman: Damn! Where'd ya'll confiscate these rims from, man?


[to Roberto]
Roman: Enjoyin' the ride? Man, it's a fast car, huh? Man, it's a classic. Old school. American muscle. Man, this car can do all kinda things, man. Wanna see?


Korpi: American muscle.


Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] Verone pay ya'll to keep a straight face like that? 'Cause If I was makin' money, shit, I'd get that mole removed off my damn nose.


Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] How much he pay ya'll anyway? Every time I see ya'll, man, ya'll got the silk shirts on, jewelry, you know, lookin' real Miami. You know? I caught you walkin' up in the club, you got the hamburger meat all hangin' out, you know?


Brian O'Connor: They got deep pockets?
Tej: Real deep.
Brian O'Connor: What's up, Suki?
Suki: What's up, Bullet?
Brian O'Connor: What do you say we kick it a nickel?
Orange Julius: 'Perate, 'perate, 'perate.
[wait, wait, wait]
Orange Julius: No one said nothing about raising the stakes!
Brian O'Connor: If that's the case, why don't you ask these nice people here to back off the line so you can go home?


Roman Pearce: Don't even think about takin' the convertible. It might loosen your mousse.
Brian O'Connor: No, that's cool. That's too much chrome for me anyways.


Tej: All right. You each got a barrel to go around down at the end of the road here. Second wave gotta sit tight till your partner crosses this line right here. First team to go down and back twice wins the race... at which point, the losers WILL hand over them keys. Otherwise, you'll be eating breakfast through straws from now on.


[when Brian crosses the finish line first]
Roman Pearce: Got two new cars! That's all my man!
Korpi: Damm!
Roman Pearce: Y'all ain't ready, homeboy! Get to walking, Fabio.
[as they were leaving]
Roman Pearce: Use them bus tokens, partner!


[first lines]
Tej: Yo, Jimmy, man, give me the status. Tell me we good.


[last lines]
Brian O'Connor: Pockets ain't empty, cuz.
Roman Pearce: And we ain't hungry no more either, brah.


Suki: Whoa, smack that ass!


Roman: Why must I chase the cat?


Carter Verone: [to his potential wheelmen] Thank you for coming on such short notice. My red Ferrari was confiscated yesterday, and it sits in an impound lot in Little Haiti. It's about 20 miles from here. The car isn't important. What is important is the package I left in the glove box. The first team back here with the package will have an opportunity to work for me.
Darden: Are you saying we gotta audition?
Carter Verone: Nobody's got a gun to your head. That's it.


[Carter reveals the package was a cigar]
Roman: We did all that for a damn cigar?
Carter Verone: No. You did that for a job.


[Carter is being arrested]
Roman: Bye, Carter. Don't drop the soap!
Brian O'Connor: You realize that when he gets out, he's gonna kill your ass.
Roman: Yeah, he's not getting out.
[Brian laughs]
Roman: [nervously] He's not getting out, right?


[During the opening race, Suki is trying to pass a rival]
Suki: Move, bitch!


Brian O'Connor: [after Brian and Rome escape and Tej and Suki get cited by the police] Thanks a lot, Tej. You're the clutch. I owe you one big time.
Tej: [staring angrily at the officer] Yeah, Brian, you really do owe me, man. You really do.
[Suki elbows Tej]
Tej: Us. Suki says you owe *us*, aight?


Roman Pearce: The old man's gonna blow our cover before we even get started.
Agent Markham: [holds gun at Brian and Rome] Stop right there! Hands where I can see them!
Brian O'Connor: What's going on here?
Agent Markham: Hold this.
[tosses Agent Dunn his pistol]
Agent Markham: You think you can shoot at me? I'm a goddamn federal agent!


Agent Markham: [Roman grabs his food] Hey, that's mine!
Roman Pearce: So?


Roman: What this job you have for us anyway?
Carter Verone: Come with me. The house has ears in it.
[Carter tosses his cigar out]
Carter Verone: I have something I want you to carry from North Beach to the Keys.
Brian O'Connor: What is it?
Carter Verone: Just put in the car what I tell you to, drive it to me and don't let anybody stop you. Understand?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah. Any chance of cop trouble?
Carter Verone: No. I'm buying you a window of time, but it's not gonna be open very long. You make it, and I'll personally hand you a hundred G's at the finish line.
Roman: [getting greedy] Make it a hundred G's a piece, papi. Look, man, obviously, your pockets ain't nervous.
Carter Verone: [Roman reaches for Carter's left pocket when he grabs his hand] Hey, hey, hey! Don't ever touch me.
Roman: Ours are empty. Like I said, we hungry.


Carter Verone: Hey, you! Your pockets aren't empty.
Roman: [under his breath] Damn.
Carter Verone: I'll take my cutter back.
Brian O'Connor: Stupid ass.
Roman: [hands the cigar cutter back to Carter] Hey, man, I figured you had, like 12 or 13...
Carter Verone: [cuts Roman off] You not too bright, are you? Just get out of here. Get out of here.


Roman: Man, it's a hoasis in here, breh
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, lots of potential


[Brian, Roman, Carter, Monica, Roberto, and Enrique walk into a special room in the back of Pearl, a nightclub; Brian and Roman sees a blowtorch, a cloth, and a bucket]
Roman Pearce: What's all that?
Carter Verone: We're gonna have a little fun.
[Carter pops open a champagne, then pours Monica a glass]
Monica: Thank you.


Detective Whitworth: Hey, Carter.
Carter Verone: Meet, uh, Detective Whitworth.
[the call girl who was with Det. Whitworth walks away]
Carter Verone: One of Miami's finest. Thank you, sweetheart. Are you enjoying yourself, Detective?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah, I was. I mean, you know me.
Carter Verone: [turning cross] Yeah, I do know you. You been on my payroll a long time.
Detective Whitworth: Verone, that ain't right.
Carter Verone: Shut up. I got one last job for you, Detective. You hear me?
Detective Whitworth: Look, we've been through all this.
Carter Verone: Yeah?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah. I said I can't do it.
Carter Verone: Hmm. That's the wrong answer. The table.
[Roberto and Enrique grabs Det. Whitworth and ties him to the table]


Roman: Kiss my ass, Putos!


Roman: Fuentes in with Verone, Markham trying to blow our cover and we got two wired cars that are better than that ankle braclet of mine. Ima tell you, bro. You let your man, Markham do that shit again in front of Verone, that gonna be our ass.
Brian O'Connor: I know man its getting thick real quick. We need some way out through some kind of exit strategy.
Roman: Exit strategy, huh?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah.
Roman: [Roman takes a bite out of his sandwich] I like the way that sounds. Wachu got in mind?
Brian O'Connor: I don't know man, but we need two more cars.


Roman Pearce: What you checkin' her out for?
Brian O'Connor: I'm not checkin' her out.
Roman Pearce: Yes, you were.
Brian O'Connor: No, I wasn't.
Roman Pearce: I seen you checkin' her out man.
Brian O'Connor: Ok, I was. Now shut up.
Roman Pearce: You shut up. Don't tell me to shut up.
Monica: Both you girlies shut up.


[Brian tries to use the ejection seat, but it doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
[Brian repeatedly tries the ejection seat, but it still doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
Roman Pearce: [over radio] It's Barstow, baby! It's about to get ugly!

[Mochachino]

I like a couple, these are my favourite though...



Brian O'Connor: You still fight like shit, bro.

Brian O'Connor: How do ya like them apples?

[about the Evo ]
Brian O'Connor: All right, let's see what this thing can do.

Brian O'Connor: You ready for this?
Roman: Come on, man. Guns, murderers and crooked cops? I was made for this, bro.

Suki: Loser walks home.

Monica: You might wanna keep your eyes on the road, playboy.

Tej: Damn, Suki, uh... When you gonna pop my clutch, huh?
Suki: As soon as you get the right set of tools.
Tej: Yeah, a'ight.


Roman: He did the stare and drive on you, didn't he? He got that from me.


[about Brian's record ]
Monica: He's clean, dirty, but clean.


Roman: You're not gonna do what I think you're gonna do.
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, I think so.


Roman: Only my homeboys call me Rome, pig.


Tej: Whoa, fellas, fellas. I know my tags are outta date, but damn.


Brian O'Connor: So, Dunn, looks like we're gonna be partners, bro. Could you tell me right quick what would be a better motor for my Skyline, a Gallo 12 or a Gallo 24?
Agent Dunn: Um...
[clears throat]
Agent Dunn: 24?
Brian O'Connor: I didn't know pizza places made motors.


Enrique: You know, I like you. But I still gotta kill you. It's my job.


[after Roman Pearce smashed the car window]
Brian O'Connor: Now put your blouse back on.
Roman Pearce: Hater.


Brian O'Connor: Home stretch, baby.



Roman: CRAZY-ASS WHITE BOY!


Brian O'Connor: Nice shirt, Bilkins.
Agent Bilkins: It's my day off.


Tej: Do I even wanna know where the Skyline is, Dawg? Or where you've been for the past couple'a days? Or where the hell you got these rides from?


Jimmy: Evo? Where'd you get an Evo from?


[B]Brian O'Connor: Hey, Jimmy! We got any half-empty bottles of nitrous laying around?
Jimmy: Sure, but I already loaded you with spray.
Brian O'Connor: I'm thinking we may need it for something else. 'Cause our cars may get a little crowded.


Roman: Damn! Where'd ya'll confiscate these rims from, man?


[to Roberto]
Roman: Enjoyin' the ride? Man, it's a fast car, huh? Man, it's a classic. Old school. American muscle. Man, this car can do all kinda things, man. Wanna see?


Korpi: American muscle.


Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] Verone pay ya'll to keep a straight face like that? 'Cause If I was makin' money, shit, I'd get that mole removed off my damn nose.


Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] How much he pay ya'll anyway? Every time I see ya'll, man, ya'll got the silk shirts on, jewelry, you know, lookin' real Miami. You know? I caught you walkin' up in the club, you got the hamburger meat all hangin' out, you know?


Brian O'Connor: They got deep pockets?
Tej: Real deep.
Brian O'Connor: What's up, Suki?
Suki: What's up, Bullet?
Brian O'Connor: What do you say we kick it a nickel?
Orange Julius: 'Perate, 'perate, 'perate.
[wait, wait, wait]
Orange Julius: No one said nothing about raising the stakes!
Brian O'Connor: If that's the case, why don't you ask these nice people here to back off the line so you can go home?


Roman Pearce: Don't even think about takin' the convertible. It might loosen your mousse.
Brian O'Connor: No, that's cool. That's too much chrome for me anyways.


Tej: All right. You each got a barrel to go around down at the end of the road here. Second wave gotta sit tight till your partner crosses this line right here. First team to go down and back twice wins the race... at which point, the losers WILL hand over them keys. Otherwise, you'll be eating breakfast through straws from now on.


[when Brian crosses the finish line first]
Roman Pearce: Got two new cars! That's all my man!
Korpi: Damm!
Roman Pearce: Y'all ain't ready, homeboy! Get to walking, Fabio.
[as they were leaving]
Roman Pearce: Use them bus tokens, partner!


[first lines]
Tej: Yo, Jimmy, man, give me the status. Tell me we good.


[last lines]
Brian O'Connor: Pockets ain't empty, cuz.
Roman Pearce: And we ain't hungry no more either, brah.


Suki: Whoa, smack that ass!


Roman: Why must I chase the cat?


Carter Verone: [to his potential wheelmen] Thank you for coming on such short notice. My red Ferrari was confiscated yesterday, and it sits in an impound lot in Little Haiti. It's about 20 miles from here. The car isn't important. What is important is the package I left in the glove box. The first team back here with the package will have an opportunity to work for me.
Darden: Are you saying we gotta audition?
Carter Verone: Nobody's got a gun to your head. That's it.


[Carter reveals the package was a cigar]
Roman: We did all that for a damn cigar?
Carter Verone: No. You did that for a job.


[Carter is being arrested]
Roman: Bye, Carter. Don't drop the soap!
Brian O'Connor: You realize that when he gets out, he's gonna kill your ass.
Roman: Yeah, he's not getting out.
[Brian laughs]
Roman: [nervously] He's not getting out, right?


[During the opening race, Suki is trying to pass a rival]
Suki: Move, bitch!


Brian O'Connor: [after Brian and Rome escape and Tej and Suki get cited by the police] Thanks a lot, Tej. You're the clutch. I owe you one big time.
Tej: [staring angrily at the officer] Yeah, Brian, you really do owe me, man. You really do.
[Suki elbows Tej]
Tej: Us. Suki says you owe *us*, aight?


Roman Pearce: The old man's gonna blow our cover before we even get started.
Agent Markham: [holds gun at Brian and Rome] Stop right there! Hands where I can see them!
Brian O'Connor: What's going on here?
Agent Markham: Hold this.
[tosses Agent Dunn his pistol]
Agent Markham: You think you can shoot at me? I'm a goddamn federal agent!


Agent Markham: [Roman grabs his food] Hey, that's mine!
Roman Pearce: So?


Roman: What this job you have for us anyway?
Carter Verone: Come with me. The house has ears in it.
[Carter tosses his cigar out]
Carter Verone: I have something I want you to carry from North Beach to the Keys.
Brian O'Connor: What is it?
Carter Verone: Just put in the car what I tell you to, drive it to me and don't let anybody stop you. Understand?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah. Any chance of cop trouble?
Carter Verone: No. I'm buying you a window of time, but it's not gonna be open very long. You make it, and I'll personally hand you a hundred G's at the finish line.
Roman: [getting greedy] Make it a hundred G's a piece, papi. Look, man, obviously, your pockets ain't nervous.
Carter Verone: [Roman reaches for Carter's left pocket when he grabs his hand] Hey, hey, hey! Don't ever touch me.
Roman: Ours are empty. Like I said, we hungry.


Carter Verone: Hey, you! Your pockets aren't empty.
Roman: [under his breath] Damn.
Carter Verone: I'll take my cutter back.
Brian O'Connor: Stupid ass.
Roman: [hands the cigar cutter back to Carter] Hey, man, I figured you had, like 12 or 13...
Carter Verone: [cuts Roman off] You not too bright, are you? Just get out of here. Get out of here.


Roman: Man, it's a hoasis in here, breh
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, lots of potential


[Brian, Roman, Carter, Monica, Roberto, and Enrique walk into a special room in the back of Pearl, a nightclub; Brian and Roman sees a blowtorch, a cloth, and a bucket]
Roman Pearce: What's all that?
Carter Verone: We're gonna have a little fun.
[Carter pops open a champagne, then pours Monica a glass]
Monica: Thank you.


Detective Whitworth: Hey, Carter.
Carter Verone: Meet, uh, Detective Whitworth.
[the call girl who was with Det. Whitworth walks away]
Carter Verone: One of Miami's finest. Thank you, sweetheart. Are you enjoying yourself, Detective?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah, I was. I mean, you know me.
Carter Verone: [turning cross] Yeah, I do know you. You been on my payroll a long time.
Detective Whitworth: Verone, that ain't right.
Carter Verone: Shut up. I got one last job for you, Detective. You hear me?
Detective Whitworth: Look, we've been through all this.
Carter Verone: Yeah?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah. I said I can't do it.
Carter Verone: Hmm. That's the wrong answer. The table.
[Roberto and Enrique grabs Det. Whitworth and ties him to the table]


Roman: Kiss my ass, Putos!


Roman: Fuentes in with Verone, Markham trying to blow our cover and we got two wired cars that are better than that ankle braclet of mine. Ima tell you, bro. You let your man, Markham do that shit again in front of Verone, that gonna be our ass.
Brian O'Connor: I know man its getting thick real quick. We need some way out through some kind of exit strategy.
Roman: Exit strategy, huh?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah.
Roman: [Roman takes a bite out of his sandwich] I like the way that sounds. Wachu got in mind?
Brian O'Connor: I don't know man, but we need two more cars.


Roman Pearce: What you checkin' her out for?
Brian O'Connor: I'm not checkin' her out.
Roman Pearce: Yes, you were.
Brian O'Connor: No, I wasn't.
Roman Pearce: I seen you checkin' her out man.
Brian O'Connor: Ok, I was. Now shut up.
Roman Pearce: You shut up. Don't tell me to shut up.
Monica: Both you girlies shut up.


[Brian tries to use the ejection seat, but it doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
[Brian repeatedly tries the ejection seat, but it still doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
Roman Pearce: [over radio] It's Barstow, baby! It's about to get ugly!

quite like that one

[SneakyVTR]

slowly turning from fail to epic thread

[TheDanBurgess]

"Brian O'Connor: Nice shirt, Bilkins.
Agent Bilkins: It's my day off."

[titchster]

FLOL @ quoting. You guys are legends. Repped.





Brian: My car topped out at a hundred and forty, I need NOS.

Brian's laptop: Danger to inlet.... *Then the floor falls out.*

Jesse: 2JZ... No shit, this will decimate all, after, you put in about 15-20k, overnight parts from japan... If we have to.


The first one rules for quotes.

[neil-gti]

"roads closed pizza boy find another way home"

[wadoryu]

mine has been taken

[Whirly]

"50% of something is better than 100% of nothing"

[nicole_]

the nail that sticks out gets hammered :heart:
from the 3rd one i think

[manta]

[after Roman Pearce smashed the car window]
Brian O'Connor: "Now put your blouse back on"
Roman Pearce: "Hater"

[Chuffy]

"vtec just kicked in y0"

[Pixie]

Letty: I smell... *sniff* *sniff......scanks, Why don't you girls just pack it up before I leave tread marks on your face

:D :D

[Chuffy]

Paul: "Christ on a bike!"

[Hazmanscoop]

Tokyo drift in the race against the dodge where hes just about to go through the house

"oh well"

LOL the accent makes me crease!

[nicole_]

fast and furious is on now, aww

[rootyboy]

just a few i can think of

1st film

ja rule to brian- its not how you stand by your car its how you race ya car

girl to ja rule - whats your problem nigger you dint win

dom - i live my life a 1/4 mile at a time for those 10 seconds or less im free

jesse - you cant climb in the ring with all the angles and think you can box

[iMystikz]

Bullshit asshole, no one likes the tuna here

you beat me to it :(

[tom130691]

check out the bubble on that

[gazwhittle]

"hey farnziiii"

[gazwhittle]

(italian guy) "whats that?"
(black dude) "ejecto seato baby!"

[johnr32]

lol at this thread, looking back at the old fast and furious its so cheesey and lame it sends chills up my spine now. When it first came out i thought it was uber cool :oops:

[Pixie]

lol at this thread, looking back at the old fast and furious its so cheesey and lame it sends chills up my spine now. When it first came out i thought it was uber cool :oops:

It still is Duuuuudddeeee :D :y:

[Carlvtr88]

I like a couple, these are my favourite though...



Brian O'Connor: You still fight like shit, bro.

Brian O'Connor: How do ya like them apples?

[about the Evo ]
Brian O'Connor: All right, let's see what this thing can do.

Brian O'Connor: You ready for this?
Roman: Come on, man. Guns, murderers and crooked cops? I was made for this, bro.

Suki: Loser walks home.

Monica: You might wanna keep your eyes on the road, playboy.

Tej: Damn, Suki, uh... When you gonna pop my clutch, huh?
Suki: As soon as you get the right set of tools.
Tej: Yeah, a'ight.


Roman: He did the stare and drive on you, didn't he? He got that from me.


[about Brian's record ]
Monica: He's clean, dirty, but clean.


Roman: You're not gonna do what I think you're gonna do.
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, I think so.


Roman: Only my homeboys call me Rome, pig.


Tej: Whoa, fellas, fellas. I know my tags are outta date, but damn.


Brian O'Connor: So, Dunn, looks like we're gonna be partners, bro. Could you tell me right quick what would be a better motor for my Skyline, a Gallo 12 or a Gallo 24?
Agent Dunn: Um...
[clears throat]
Agent Dunn: 24?
Brian O'Connor: I didn't know pizza places made motors.


Enrique: You know, I like you. But I still gotta kill you. It's my job.


[after Roman Pearce smashed the car window]
Brian O'Connor: Now put your blouse back on.
Roman Pearce: Hater.


Brian O'Connor: Home stretch, baby.


[Brian turns his car around and drives backwards down the highway]
Roman: CRAZY-ASS WHITE BOY!


Brian O'Connor: Nice shirt, Bilkins.
Agent Bilkins: It's my day off.


Tej: Do I even wanna know where the Skyline is, Dawg? Or where you've been for the past couple'a days? Or where the hell you got these rides from?


Jimmy: Evo? Where'd you get an Evo from?


Brian O'Connor: Hey, Jimmy! We got any half-empty bottles of nitrous laying around?
Jimmy: Sure, but I already loaded you with spray.
Brian O'Connor: I'm thinking we may need it for something else. 'Cause our cars may get a little crowded.


Roman: Damn! Where'd ya'll confiscate these rims from, man?


[to Roberto]
Roman: Enjoyin' the ride? Man, it's a fast car, huh? Man, it's a classic. Old school. American muscle. Man, this car can do all kinda things, man. Wanna see?


Korpi: American muscle.


Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] Verone pay ya'll to keep a straight face like that? 'Cause If I was makin' money, shit, I'd get that mole removed off my damn nose.


Roman: [to Enrique and Roberto] How much he pay ya'll anyway? Every time I see ya'll, man, ya'll got the silk shirts on, jewelry, you know, lookin' real Miami. You know? I caught you walkin' up in the club, you got the hamburger meat all hangin' out, you know?


Brian O'Connor: They got deep pockets?
Tej: Real deep.
Brian O'Connor: What's up, Suki?
Suki: What's up, Bullet?
Brian O'Connor: What do you say we kick it a nickel?
Orange Julius: 'Perate, 'perate, 'perate.
[wait, wait, wait]
Orange Julius: No one said nothing about raising the stakes!
Brian O'Connor: If that's the case, why don't you ask these nice people here to back off the line so you can go home?


Roman Pearce: Don't even think about takin' the convertible. It might loosen your mousse.
Brian O'Connor: No, that's cool. That's too much chrome for me anyways.


Tej: All right. You each got a barrel to go around down at the end of the road here. Second wave gotta sit tight till your partner crosses this line right here. First team to go down and back twice wins the race... at which point, the losers WILL hand over them keys. Otherwise, you'll be eating breakfast through straws from now on.


[when Brian crosses the finish line first]
Roman Pearce: Got two new cars! That's all my man!
Korpi: Damm!
Roman Pearce: Y'all ain't ready, homeboy! Get to walking, Fabio.
[as they were leaving]
Roman Pearce: Use them bus tokens, partner!


[first lines]
Tej: Yo, Jimmy, man, give me the status. Tell me we good.


[last lines]
Brian O'Connor: Pockets ain't empty, cuz.
Roman Pearce: And we ain't hungry no more either, brah.


Suki: Whoa, smack that ass!


Roman: Why must I chase the cat?


Carter Verone: [to his potential wheelmen] Thank you for coming on such short notice. My red Ferrari was confiscated yesterday, and it sits in an impound lot in Little Haiti. It's about 20 miles from here. The car isn't important. What is important is the package I left in the glove box. The first team back here with the package will have an opportunity to work for me.
Darden: Are you saying we gotta audition?
Carter Verone: Nobody's got a gun to your head. That's it.


[Carter reveals the package was a cigar]
Roman: We did all that for a damn cigar?
Carter Verone: No. You did that for a job.


[Carter is being arrested]
Roman: Bye, Carter. Don't drop the soap!
Brian O'Connor: You realize that when he gets out, he's gonna kill your ass.
Roman: Yeah, he's not getting out.
[Brian laughs]
Roman: [nervously] He's not getting out, right?


[During the opening race, Suki is trying to pass a rival]
Suki: Move, bitch!


Brian O'Connor: [after Brian and Rome escape and Tej and Suki get cited by the police] Thanks a lot, Tej. You're the clutch. I owe you one big time.
Tej: [staring angrily at the officer] Yeah, Brian, you really do owe me, man. You really do.
[Suki elbows Tej]
Tej: Us. Suki says you owe *us*, aight?


Roman Pearce: The old man's gonna blow our cover before we even get started.
Agent Markham: [holds gun at Brian and Rome] Stop right there! Hands where I can see them!
Brian O'Connor: What's going on here?
Agent Markham: Hold this.
[tosses Agent Dunn his pistol]
Agent Markham: You think you can shoot at me? I'm a goddamn federal agent!


Agent Markham: [Roman grabs his food] Hey, that's mine!
Roman Pearce: So?


Roman: What this job you have for us anyway?
Carter Verone: Come with me. The house has ears in it.
[Carter tosses his cigar out]
Carter Verone: I have something I want you to carry from North Beach to the Keys.
Brian O'Connor: What is it?
Carter Verone: Just put in the car what I tell you to, drive it to me and don't let anybody stop you. Understand?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah. Any chance of cop trouble?
Carter Verone: No. I'm buying you a window of time, but it's not gonna be open very long. You make it, and I'll personally hand you a hundred G's at the finish line.
Roman: [getting greedy] Make it a hundred G's a piece, papi. Look, man, obviously, your pockets ain't nervous.
Carter Verone: [Roman reaches for Carter's left pocket when he grabs his hand] Hey, hey, hey! Don't ever touch me.
Roman: Ours are empty. Like I said, we hungry.


Carter Verone: Hey, you! Your pockets aren't empty.
Roman: [under his breath] Damn.
Carter Verone: I'll take my cutter back.
Brian O'Connor: Stupid ass.
Roman: [hands the cigar cutter back to Carter] Hey, man, I figured you had, like 12 or 13...
Carter Verone: [cuts Roman off] You not too bright, are you? Just get out of here. Get out of here.


Roman: Man, it's a hoasis in here, breh
Brian O'Connor: Yeah, lots of potential


[Brian, Roman, Carter, Monica, Roberto, and Enrique walk into a special room in the back of Pearl, a nightclub; Brian and Roman sees a blowtorch, a cloth, and a bucket]
Roman Pearce: What's all that?
Carter Verone: We're gonna have a little fun.
[Carter pops open a champagne, then pours Monica a glass]
Monica: Thank you.


Detective Whitworth: Hey, Carter.
Carter Verone: Meet, uh, Detective Whitworth.
[the call girl who was with Det. Whitworth walks away]
Carter Verone: One of Miami's finest. Thank you, sweetheart. Are you enjoying yourself, Detective?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah, I was. I mean, you know me.
Carter Verone: [turning cross] Yeah, I do know you. You been on my payroll a long time.
Detective Whitworth: Verone, that ain't right.
Carter Verone: Shut up. I got one last job for you, Detective. You hear me?
Detective Whitworth: Look, we've been through all this.
Carter Verone: Yeah?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah. I said I can't do it.
Carter Verone: Hmm. That's the wrong answer. The table.
[Roberto and Enrique grabs Det. Whitworth and ties him to the table]


Roman: Kiss my ass, Putos!


Roman: Fuentes in with Verone, Markham trying to blow our cover and we got two wired cars that are better than that ankle braclet of mine. Ima tell you, bro. You let your man, Markham do that shit again in front of Verone, that gonna be our ass.
Brian O'Connor: I know man its getting thick real quick. We need some way out through some kind of exit strategy.
Roman: Exit strategy, huh?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah.
Roman: [Roman takes a bite out of his sandwich] I like the way that sounds. Wachu got in mind?
Brian O'Connor: I don't know man, but we need two more cars.


Roman Pearce: What you checkin' her out for?
Brian O'Connor: I'm not checkin' her out.
Roman Pearce: Yes, you were.
Brian O'Connor: No, I wasn't.
Roman Pearce: I seen you checkin' her out man.
Brian O'Connor: Ok, I was. Now shut up.
Roman Pearce: You shut up. Don't tell me to shut up.
Monica: Both you girlies shut up.


[Brian tries to use the ejection seat, but it doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
[Brian repeatedly tries the ejection seat, but it still doesn't work]
Enrique: What is that?
Roman Pearce: [over radio] It's Barstow, baby! It's about to get ugly!

Do u have a day job lol ?

[RobVT]

Ejecto seato, CUZ!

[daz_zz_er]

"Wow you can read the Brochure" :)
Tokyo Drift.

[titchster]

DK: Do you know what DK stands for?

Sean: Umm, Donkey Kong?

[daz_zz_er]

DK: Do you know what DK stands for?

Sean: Umm, Donkey Kong?

:geek: I thought it was the other matey that said "do you know what DK stands for" ??

[titchster]

Mighta been. I was saying it off the top of my head, not seen the film in a long time, and cba looking it up to make sure it's right. ;)

[Bound]

Has anyone quoted the IMDB quotes page?

[Bound]

Ejecto seato, CUZ!

That one is the bollocks.

[Mochachino]

Has anyone quoted the IMDB quotes page?

dnno mate, cnt say ive spotted any. Would u like the honour?

[parry121]

" i like the tuna " EPIC

well said hah :y:

[Indy-Jd]

Im in a glass box of emotion!

ha ha ha YES SON!

another one:

I love Scotch, Scotchy, Scotch, Scotch,

it goes down,

down in my belly,

mm mm mm...

ha ha ha loved that little fast & furious qoute ;)

[daz_zz_er]

Mighta been. I was saying it off the top of my head, not seen the film in a long time, and cba looking it up to make sure it's right. ;)

Lol i know what you mean mate :) If you actually looked it up though and went through all the trouble i would be worryed :panic: