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Face/Off (1997)

Sean Archer: When we put this thing away, you can brand the 4th amendment on my butt.

Castor Troy: I'm about to unleash the biblical plague "Hell"-A. deserves.

[Sean Archer and Castor Troy, each wearing the other's face, meet] Castor Troy: It's like looking in a mirror. Only... not.

Castor Troy: You'll be seeing a lot of changes around here. Papa's got a brand new bag.

Jamie Archer: Daddy, I'm sorry I shot you.

Castor Troy: Hello? This is Sean Archer. Sean Archer: Well, if you are Sean Archer, then I must be Castor Troy.

Castor Troy: I hate to see you go, but I LOVE to watch you leave.

Castor Troy: You're not the only one in the family with the brains. Pollux Troy: No, although now I am the only one with the looks.

Castor Troy: Watch your fucking mouth.

Dietrich: Hey Sean, how's your dead son?

Castor Troy: Do you have protection? Jamie Archer: You mean, c-c-condoms? [Pulls out knife.] Castor Troy: Protection.

Castor Troy: Well, I've gotta go. I've got a government job to abuse, and a lonely wife to fuck.

Castor Troy: If you dress like Halloween, ghouls will try to get in your pants.

Dietrich: You look like you just fucked your mother.

Sean Archer: We are a covert anti-terrorist team that is so secret, when we snap our fingers NOTHING HAPPENS!

Castor Troy: Isn't this religious, ah yes. The eternal struggle between good and evil, saint and sinners... but you are still not having fun!

Sean Archer: I want to take his face... off. Eyes, nose, skin, teeth. It's coming off!

Castor Troy: Lies, deceit, mixed messages... this is turning into a real marriage.

Castor Troy: No daughter of mine shoots that wide.

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