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John McClane travels to Russia to help out his seemingly wayward son, Jack, only to discover that Jack is a CIA operative working undercover, causing the father and son to team up against underworld forces.
John McClane: The shit we do for our kids. Yippie-kai-yay, motherfucker.
John McClane: Need a hug? Jack McClane: We're not a hugging family. John McClane: Damn straight!
John McClane: What's with the "John" shit? What happened to "Dad"? Jack McClane: That's a good question.
John McClane: Let's go kill some motherfuckers!
John McClane: [during a shoot out] You remember the last time we talked just before you went away? Jack McClane: Ah no. No! No, no, you're not gonna open up to me before we die. That's not your thing, John. John McClane: What's my thing? Jack McClane: Fucking killing bad guys, that's your thing! John McClane: [preparing to return fire] You're not gonna die today.
[last lines] John McClane: So we're not going to grow any third arms or anything are we? Jack McClane: Nah. You might loose your hair. John McClane: Ha! Laugh it up kid. This is your five years from now. Jack McClane: It's rain water and fire. Besides, it's hard to kill a McClane. John McClane: *Now* you're a McClane? Jack McClane: Yeah, I'm a McClane. John McClane. John McClane: John McClane, Junior. Jack McClane: Well, that makes you a Senior. John McClane: That's right. Try not to forget it. I'm your father. Have some respect for your father. Jack McClane: Let me ask you something. You lookin' for trouble, or does it always seem to find *you*? John McClane: You know, after all these years, I still ask myself the same question.
John McClane: [punching a Russian motorist after an argument] D'you think I'd understand a word you say? John McClane: [gets into car; sarcastically] Jesus Christ. It's OK, I'm fine, thanks.
Lucy: Dad? Just try... try not to make an even bigger mess of things.
Komarov: [Jack has caught him and is holding him near the rooftop] Well done, Mr. Super-spy! It's a shame your father won't be alive to see you promoted! [laughs evilly] Jack McClane: Neither will you! [throws Komarov off the building and gets shredded by the rotor of the helicopter]
John McClane: [mocking his son] The 007 of Plainfield, New Jersey. Very nice.
John McClane: Safe house, my ass.
John McClane: [while driving on the cars and trucks, phone rings] Oh, for the love of... [picks up a phone] John McClane: Hi, honey. Lucy: Dad? Can you hear me? How is Moscow? John McClane: Can I call you back? Lucy: Wait, don't, don't... John McClane: [woman screams] Sorry, ma'am! [a blaring car horn] John McClane: Sorry! Alik: [laughs out loud at Jack] Did you see this guy? Lucy: Dad, can you hear me? Dad, are you still there? Dad? Alik: Oh, man! John McClane: [bumps against Alik's military vehicle] Knock, knock. [bumps again] John McClane: [to Lucy] You still there? Lucy: Yeah, yeah, I'm here. So, how is Jack? Have you seen him? John McClane: Uh, yep, looking right at him. Lucy: Is he okay? John McClane: I haven't really caught up with him yet, but he looks good. I'm gonna have to call you back. Lucy: What's going on there? John McClane: Luce, can I call you right back? Lucy: Don't hang up...
John McClane: Me and my boy here, we're gonna put a whuppin' on ya!
[repeated line] John McClane: I'm on fucking vacation!
[last lines] Jack McClane: Hey, lemme ask you something. Do you go looking for trouble, or does it always find you? John McClane: You know, after all these years, I'm still asking myself the same question.
Murphy: He'll be lucky to get life. John McClane: He can never get out of his own way... He had a lot of problems... He's still my kid. Murphy: I know. But it's Russia. They do things differently over there. John McClane: Me, too.
Komarov: [from trailer] You're crazy. John McClane: A little bit.
John McClane: [as they gear up] You got a plan? Jack McClane: Not really. I kinda thought we would just wing it, you know. Running in, guns blazing! Make it up as we go.
Komarov: I don't want my life back.
Komarov: Goddamn Americans. You think you're so smart. John McClane: No, I'm not that smart. I'm just on vacation.
Jack McClane: [looking out the window] John! John McClane: What do you got? Jack McClane: A big old bird!
Jack McClane: Certain death. John McClane: Like your mother's cooking.
Alik: Do you know what I hate about the Americans? Everything. Especially cowboys.