Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Mr. Rane, would you like one last look at your face before I proceed?
I hope you got a good early-retirement plan.
I have no friends.
I'm not all that comfortable on planes.
Always bet on wood
You'll have to kill me first.
My fingers are beginning to point as we speak.
That's a revolting thought.
Merry Christmas, motherfucker!
All we can do is sit and wait to hear from them or our men in the field.
Let me tell him.
A black man. Very smooth and convincing.
At least Mr. Douglas's body won't have so far to fall then.
...until you find me someone authorized to meet my demands.
I want them off the plane.
Are you out of your mind? We could all crash!
Give me a smile, I might get you a soda. If that's all right with your mom.
always bet on black
He has a daughter who loves him.
I'm not. I'm giving you the grateful, deeply moved, Italian-American...
Go!
Guess he had different plans.
I'm sure your superiors would not like you to do anything rash...
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Excuse me, Stewardess, I've had the light on for a while.
Biggs, drive!
Walk!
Center, Atlantic International 163 with you.
Who are you? What're you doing?
And she, until your interference, had a father.
Call for backup. I want somebody from every sheriff's office around.
On occasions
You communicate with the airline staff, I will coordinate rescue activities on the ground.
Once again. Who's in charge?
That's a 10-4. Nobody does anything till I say, "go."
The people on the plane are hostages. There are hostages on the plane!
If I'm not released, you'll be clearing up their remains for quite some time.
If this works out you're to tell the press...
... I will not hold you liable.
...maybe I was a little hard on you in class but that was for your own good.
How do you like your sirloin, sir?
Open it.
-How is it? -It's okay.
And endangered the lives of all the other passengers.
You can go with your friend now.
If I had tried to attack, I wouldn't be the one bleeding.
His name's John Cutter. He's airline security.
I have what I want. I have control of the plane and everything on it.
Target is well within range. Awaiting your command.
He said he was on that plane.
We step out. Gravity'll do the rest.
Not on duty, but I'll have some tomato juice and I'll have the chicken.
It just dawned on me. She kind of reminds me of Lisa.
No! You can't trust him!
I loathe incompetence.
Come on, come on.
I'm not fully authorized to grant any demands at this time.
May I ask you what you think you were doing?
-Where is it? -Outside Lake Lucille, Louisiana.
If he gets cute, shoot him!
Atlantic International Flight 163. We're declaring an emergency.
Secure transportation.
I'll have to visit it sometime.
3,000 dollars? Ain’t that a pickle.
I did it once.
Who needs assistance this early?
Chill out. I'm the good guy.
I'm afraid the most we can hope for is that I claim insanity for you.
What his old man did to him...