Movie Quotes for 60+Seconds

[looking at a car Corlis and Atlee have just stolen]
Hawkins: Whats this?
Maindrian Pace: A Cadillac.
Hawkins: Whats wrong with it?
Maindrian Pace: Oh, its, er, theft recovery.

Maindrian Pace: Hey, Stanley, whats your new girlfriends name?
Stanley Chase: Jill, why?
Maindrian Pace: Im going to name this car after her, cause shes a
  wreck too.

Pumpkin Chase: Maindrian, we have to give Eleanor back.
Maindrian Pace: What are you talking about? The contracts filled!
Pumpkin Chase: [handing him newspaper] Shes not insured. Here, look
  for yourself.
Maindrian Pace: You gotta be kidding me...”Owner desperate. 73 Ford
  Mustang stolen from 18511 Mariposa, Gardena. Not insured. Please
  return, no questions." Pumpkin, Im tired. Im not Superman. Look
  at that, that contract is filled!
Pumpkin Chase: Maindrian...
[Eugene bursts in]
Eugene Chase: Damn you, Pace! Wheres that El Dorado?
Maindrian Pace: Its gone, Eugene.
Eugene Chase: What did you do with it, you sonova bitch?
Maindrian Pace: I burned it.
Eugene Chase: [shouts] You burned a million dollars worth of heroin?
[tries to punch him, but Maindrian throws him over chair]
Maindrian Pace: [to Pumpkin] Im going to give Eleanor back, but only
  because of one reason. I know where theres another at the
  International Towers in Long Beach.
[storms out]
Maindrian Pace: [shouts] And then Im cleaned up!
Pumpkin Chase: Maindrian!
[door slams]

[after pursuit begins]
Long Beach Female Dispatcher: [over radio] 1-Baker-11, 10-4. Switch
  to Open Channel 3. All units, stand-by, 1-Baker-11 is in pursuit. A
  73 Ford Mustang, license in the 6-column - 614 Henry Sam Ocean,
  westbound Ocean Boulevard, against traffic.

Maindrian Pace: [Before the famous 40 minute chase scene] I should
  have read my horoscope this morning.

Hawkins: You know something, Vicinski, I bet five more cars have been
  stolen in just the time Ive been here.
Maindrian Pace: No, I dont think so, Hawkins. Good night.

Corlis Pace: [drives up in a big white Cadillac] How do I look in
  this one?
Maindrian Pace: Like a pollock! Wheres your wig?
Corlis Pace: It itches.
Maindrian Pace: Ill itch you. Get this damn thing in here and get it
  cleaned-up!

Maindrian Pace: What are you doing out this late at night?
Hawkins: Ah, I just finished taking a report down at Whittlesey
  Motors. It seems somebody ripped-off a Manta.
Maindrian Pace: Whats a Manta?
Hawkins: The thirty-fifth expensive car stolen in three days! You
  heard about that, didnt you?
Maindrian Pace: Listen, all I hear is the insurance companies
  screaming at us every time they lose a lousy dime.

Male police dispatcher: [as police cars fly over bridge] Attention
  all units in the San Pedro, Long Beach, Torrance and Carson areas.
  Stand-by to copy. Long Beach PD is in pursuit of a 1973 Ford
  Mustang, yellow in color. California license 614 Henry Sam Ocean.
  One occupant, male caucasian. Approximately aged forty-five. Six
  feet, one-hundred-and-eighty-five pounds. Gray hair and mustache,
  gray coat, black pants. The reason for pursuit unknown.

Maindrian Pace: Hey, Atlee, how come you dont get called up at five
  oclock in the morning?
Atlee Jackson: Because I live right.
Maindrian Pace: Yeah, well Ill fix your living habits! Tomorrow
  morning you can get up at five oclock and start tearing that truck
  apart to find out how come he hit the train.
Atlee Jackson: Okay, if Stanley helps me. I think five years in the
  army gave him brain damage!
Stanley Chase: Hey, hey, Ill learn the business next week, all
  right? I dont even know how these switch-overs work.

Maindrian Pace: This job is ruining my sex life.
Stanley Chase: Ah, whod have sex with you anyway?
Maindrian Pace: Nobody youd know, thats for sure.
[sees a Pantera with a pretty girl climbing out]
Maindrian Pace: Will you look at that!
Stanley Chase: Hey, I think Im in love!
Maindrian Pace: Im talking about the car, Stanley.

[Mustang crashes into a light pole]
1-Baker-11 detective: Jesus Christ, he just hit a damn pole! Turn
  aroud, turn around! Weve got him now!
Male police dispatcher: [over radio] Attention all units, suspect
  vehicle has TAd with light pole at Harbor Freeway northbound and
  Carson Street offramp. Pursuit is terminated.
[Mustang roars off up offramp]
Male police dispatcher: That is negative - pursuit is not terminated,
  repeat, not terminated.

Eugene Chase: [on phone] I need to speak with Sergeant Hawkins.
Hawkins: Hawkins.
Eugene Chase: You want to catch that car-theft ring thats been
  bothering you? Well put a stakeout at the International Towers in
  Long Beach!
Hawkins: Who is this?
[Eugene hangs up]
Eugene Chase: Ill fix you, Mr. Big-Shot.

Pumpkin Chase: [about Maindrians wig] Doesnt he look good with his
  gray hair?
Atlee Jackson: Ah, he looks like a pollock.
Maindrian Pace: At least my mother didnt name me Atlee!

Long Beach Female Dispatcher: [over radio] 1-Baker-11, are you still
  with the pursuit?
1-Baker-11 detective: Where in the hells she think weve been? Out
  to coffee?
1-Baker-11 detective: [wearily] Ohh!

Harriet Hayes: What went on in the control room?
Cal Shanley: [sighs] We got word the sketch was cut. Next thing I
  knew Wes was up on stage, Standards blew into the room, and I
  waited 53 seconds before I pulled the plug.
Harriet Hayes: There had to be a lot of confusion - its not like
  there are rules or procedures for this kind of thing.
Cal Shanley: No, there are strict rules and procedures for this kind
  of thing, I just didnt follow any of them.

Wes Mendell: Were eating worms for money. Who wants to screw my
  sister? Guys are getting killed in a war thats got theme music and
  a logo? That remote in your hands is a crack pipe. Oh, yeah, every
  once in a while we pretend to be appalled...
Jerry: [in the booth]
Jerry: Cal!
Cal Shanley: Im waiting for him to say something that isnt true.
Jerry: Who else in here knows how to do this?
Cal Shanley: Dont talk to my control room!
Jerry: Get him off!
Lilly: [aside] You have two kids in school.
Cal Shanley: What?
Jerry: She said you have two kids in private school whose father is
  about five seconds away from never working again.
Wes Mendell: Americas broadcasters have turned into pornographers.
  Its not even good pornography! Its just this side of snuff films.
  And friends, thats whats next.
Lilly: Cal, come on...
Wes Mendell: ...And the two things that make them scared gutless are
  the FCC and every psycho religious cult that gets positively horny
  at the mention of a boycot. These are the people theyre afraid
  of...
Cal Shanley: All right, stand by...
Wes Mendell: - feckless, off-the-chocks greed-filled whorehouse...
Jerry: There is is!
Wes Mendell: - this thoroughly unpatriotic motherf...
Cal Shanley: Cut in now!

Suzanne: Were blowing off 4-A.
Lilly: Youre kidding.
Suzanne: No.
Lilly: It killed at Dress. It was smart!
Cal Shanley: It never had a chance. What are we filling with?
Suzanne: Peripheral Vision Man.
Cal Shanley: Ricky and Ron are just going to keep writing that one
  until somebody laughs, huh? What was the time on 4-A?
Lilly: 4:10.
Cal Shanley: Whats the time on Peripheral Vision Man?
Lilly: 3:45.
Cal Shanley: All right, tell the writers room theyre going to have
  to strecth it another twenty-five seconds, and Im sure that making
  it longer was the missing ingredient in making it funny.

Charley Dixon: When the perimeters breached, a siren goes off. I
  figure I got about 60 seconds to escape by boat.
John Connor: Boat cant stop bullets.
Charley Dixon: Even if they sink it, I got a chance. Those bastards
  cant swim. I can.

Jigsaw: Hello Ivan. As a voyeur youve kept photos of those you have
  victimized. Can you see the pain you have brought them? You have
  torn apart their lives. You have used your body as an instrument of
  abuse. Now I give you the chance to decide what is more
  important... Your eyes which have led you blindly astray? Or, your
  body? Which has caused all those around you endless suffering. You
  have been handed the tools which can save your life... decide
  quickly though, in 60 seconds... the choice will be made for you.

Tommy Caffee: If you can keep your head when all about you are losing
  theirs and blaming it on you, if you can trust yourself when all
  men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting, too. If you
  can bear to hear the truth youve spoken twisted by knaves to make
  a trap for fools or see the things you gave your life to broken and
  stoop and build them up with worn out tools. If you can talk with
  crowds and keep your virtue or walk with kings, nor lose the common
  touch, if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, if all men
  count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving
  minute with 60 seconds worth of distance run, yours is the earth
  and everything thats in it. And which is more, youll be a man, my
  son.

Ray Ferrier: Were leaving this house in 60 seconds.

Gabriel: [when Stan fails to hack the Dept. of Defense network in 60
  seconds] Too Bad ! You are gonna die !

Gabriel: I have been told that the best crackers in the world can do
  this under 60 minutes but unfortunately I need someone who can do
  this under 60 seconds.

Caroline Miller: Now, you can look at this picture for 60 seconds and
  I want you to tell me everything thats wrong with it. Okay?
Malcolm: The man only has four fingers.
Caroline Miller: Right, but this time I want you to really take your
  time and really look at...
Malcolm: The cars shadows going the wrong way, the steering wheels
  on the wrong side, theres no brake pedal, the words in the mirror
  should be backwards, the mans watch wouldnt say twelve oclock if
  he was looking at a sunset, and I have red paint on my ass. Thats
  right - red paint all over my ass.