Bill Paxton is one of the awesomest actors of all time.
And is the first actor to have been killed by a Terminator, predator and a Alien.
Qoutes: "Nice night for a walk eh?"
"I think this guy's a couple cans short of a six-pack."
"Fuck you, asshole!"
"Lieutenant, I've paid my dues. I had to bust my ass to get my transfer."
"Shit, if the Colombians did all this, then why'd they leave their boss Ramon over there hanging ten and his girlfriend naked on the floor?"
"Okay everybody, just take a deep breath. Loosen your sphincters. We don't need any rush hour Rambos there."
Jerry Lambert: [noticing footage on a subway public television of himself assaulting Tony Pope] "H-Hey, it's me! I look great!"
Leona Cantrell: "Oh, shut up".
Jerry Lambert: [to elderly man recognizing him from the footage] "No autographs Pop."
Leona Cantrell: "I have heard about you."
Jerry Lambert: "Yeah?"
Leona Cantrell: "Yeah. Like your last partner got shot".
Jerry Lambert: "What?"
Leona Cantrell: "Well... Leona Cantrell: [grabs Jerry's testicles] Try that cowboy shit with me, fucker, and you can kiss these goodbye."
Leona Cantrell: Hey, are your balls okay?
Jerry Lambert: Fine. How are yours?
Go on Hudsons page to see his best qoutes.
Harry: [holding Simon at the edge of an aquaduct] Son of a bitch, Did you think you can elude us forever, Carlos, huh?
Simon: Hey, you got the wrong guy! My name's Simon! Just let me go. There's no need to kill me. I haven't seen your... [Harry and Gib remove their masks] Simon: face. No, no, no I didn't see it, I didn't see it! [realizes that it is Harry] Simon: Oh, it's you! Hey, you still interested in that 'Vette at all? Gib: Hey, Carlos? Game's over. Your career as an international terrorist is well documented. Simon: No...
Gib: -Oh, yeah.
Gib: Oh, yeah!
Gib: OH, YEAH!
Simon: No, I sell cars! That's all! C'mon, I'm not a terrorist. I'm actually a complete coward, if I ever saw a gun, I'd...
Harry: [Harry takes his gun out and points it in Simon's face] Simon: [Whining and pleading] Oh God, no, please don't kill me. I'm not a spy. I'm nothing. I'm navel lint! I have to lie to women to get laid, and I don't score much. I got a little dick, it's pathetic! [Harry and Gib gave Simon a weird look, then Simon pees his pants]
Simon: Wha, uh, oh God. Would a spy pee himself, huh? Please, I'm not worth a bullet. Oh, mercy sir!
Harry: [Disgusted] Get the fuck out of here. Just go, just beat it.
Simon: No, no, as soon as I turn, you're gonna shoot me! You're gonna shoot me, you're gonna shoot me, you're gonna shoot me!
Gib: [Gib and Harry get into their van] Get lost, dipshit. [fires a few rounds into the ground near Simon]
Men want this car for only one reason: pussy.
[Simon attempting to have sex with Helen]
Helen: No, I can't. I can't! [Simon still persuing]
Simon: If not for me, Helen, do it for your country!
Simon: Okay, just ask yourself: What do women really want? You take these bored housewives, married to the same guy for years, they're stuck in a rut, then need some release! Promise of adventure, a hint of danger. I create that for them.
Harry: So basically, your lying your ass off the whole time. See, I can't do that.
Simon: What are you, a boy scout? No, no, no, think of it as playing a role as fantasy. I mean, you got to work on their dreams. Get them out of their daily surburban grind for a few hours.
Harry: But what about their husbands?
Simon: Dickless! I mean, let's face it, if they took care of business, I'd be out of business! You know what I mean? [laughs]
Harry: [fake laughs] Those idiots!
Harry: So who are you working on right now?
Simon: I always got a few on the line. But there's this one chick I got right now. I got her panting like a dog. Its great.
Harry: What does she do?
Simon: Some sort of legal secretary. Married to some boring jerk.
Harry: Married to some boring jerk.
Simon: Aww, but she could be so hot if she wanted to. She's like all these babes, you get their pilot lit, they could suck start a leafblower. And she's got the most incredible body too and a pair of titties that make you wanna stand up and beg for buttermilk. Ass like a ten year old boy! AHAHAHAHA!
Simon: [Harry punches him in the face instantly breaking Simon's neck and the daydream ends] AHAHAHAHAHA!