Absolute Power Quotes
A career thief witnesses a horrific crime involving the U.S. President.
[Collin, disguised as a doctor, tries to kill Kate with an injection; Luther, also disguised as a doctor, comes up behind him and jabs a syringe into his neck]
Luther Whitney: Dr. Kevorkian, I presume? My guess is this is right in your carotid artery about now. You're gonna get a little woozy. But if I give you the rest of this, it's gonna fry your brain down to the size of a peanut! Drop that.
[Collin drops the syringe, and Luther eases him down to the floor]
Tim Collin: [whispering] Luther, he's my president, right or wrong.
Luther Whitney: Well, he made a mistake. *You* made a mistake. When you went after my little girl, that was *entirely* unacceptable.
Tim Collin: [pleading weakly] Mercy.
Luther Whitney: I'm fresh out.
[Luther plunges the injection into Collin's neck; Collin groans as he dies]
Kate Whitney: [starts waking up in hospital bed] Daddy?
Luther Whitney: [softly] Go to sleep, darling.
Luther Whitney: Dr. Kevorkian, I presume? My guess is this is right in your carotid artery about now. You're gonna get a little woozy. But if I give you the rest of this, it's gonna fry your brain down to the size of a peanut! Drop that.
[Collin drops the syringe, and Luther eases him down to the floor]
Tim Collin: [whispering] Luther, he's my president, right or wrong.
Luther Whitney: Well, he made a mistake. *You* made a mistake. When you went after my little girl, that was *entirely* unacceptable.
Tim Collin: [pleading weakly] Mercy.
Luther Whitney: I'm fresh out.
[Luther plunges the injection into Collin's neck; Collin groans as he dies]
Kate Whitney: [starts waking up in hospital bed] Daddy?
Luther Whitney: [softly] Go to sleep, darling.
Luther Whitney: [Talking about the night when Christy was killed] A lot of crap is coming down tonight, sir. If you want to be a player, or not? If you want to know what happened that night, or don't you? Because I was there.
Walter Sullivan: I want to know.
Luther Whitney: Do you think you can, stand hearing about it, how he beated her, tried to strangle her, you want to really know about that?
Walter Sullivan: I could walk through the fire.
Luther Whitney: Well, I was in the vault when they came in, they were drunk. He started knocking her around, but she fought back, then he started getting really rough, she tried to defend herself, while he started screaming, like the sniveling SIMP HE IS.
Walter Sullivan: Who else was in my house?
Luther Whitney: The Secret Service, they're the ones who shot her.
Walter Sullivan: Nonsense!
Luther Whitney: And Gloria Russell she handled the cover up.
Walter Sullivan: STOP THIS!
Luther Whitney: Don't you want to know who it was?
Walter Sullivan: IT WAS YOU!
Luther Whitney: Oh come on Mr. Sullivan, we're too old to bullshit each other.
Walter Sullivan: WHO WAS IT THEN?
Luther Whitney: You know?
Luther Whitney: [Mr. Sullivan nods his head] Don't shake your head at me. When you're alone at night, and your rage takes over and you want to revenge her. What face do you put with your enemy?
Walter Sullivan: I want to know.
Luther Whitney: Do you think you can, stand hearing about it, how he beated her, tried to strangle her, you want to really know about that?
Walter Sullivan: I could walk through the fire.
Luther Whitney: Well, I was in the vault when they came in, they were drunk. He started knocking her around, but she fought back, then he started getting really rough, she tried to defend herself, while he started screaming, like the sniveling SIMP HE IS.
Walter Sullivan: Who else was in my house?
Luther Whitney: The Secret Service, they're the ones who shot her.
Walter Sullivan: Nonsense!
Luther Whitney: And Gloria Russell she handled the cover up.
Walter Sullivan: STOP THIS!
Luther Whitney: Don't you want to know who it was?
Walter Sullivan: IT WAS YOU!
Luther Whitney: Oh come on Mr. Sullivan, we're too old to bullshit each other.
Walter Sullivan: WHO WAS IT THEN?
Luther Whitney: You know?
Luther Whitney: [Mr. Sullivan nods his head] Don't shake your head at me. When you're alone at night, and your rage takes over and you want to revenge her. What face do you put with your enemy?
Kate Whitney: But then you go to the police. That's what innocent people do. They go to the police.
Luther Whitney: Sure. And that young man who was just here, he'd believe me over the President, wouldn't he?
Kate Whitney: Well, why should I believe you?
Luther Whitney: Because I swear to you, Kate. I swear to you on Mattie's grave. Yeah, that's right. Your mother's grave, I'd kill myself before I lied about that.
Kate Whitney: Oh Jesus, Luther.
Luther Whitney: Yeah, I know.
Luther Whitney: Sure. And that young man who was just here, he'd believe me over the President, wouldn't he?
Kate Whitney: Well, why should I believe you?
Luther Whitney: Because I swear to you, Kate. I swear to you on Mattie's grave. Yeah, that's right. Your mother's grave, I'd kill myself before I lied about that.
Kate Whitney: Oh Jesus, Luther.
Luther Whitney: Yeah, I know.
Walter Sullivan: I don't yet know who it is I'm after. Until I do, you'll have to wait in Washington for instructions.
Michael McCarty: I'm afraid that's out of the question. Mine is not particularly creative work, and I do it only because I enjoy living beyond my means. I can't afford to just sit around.
Walter Sullivan: My father died when I was nine years old. He was a miner. He died of lung disease. I became rich at twenty-five, and the first thing I did was to buy that mine, close it down, and give every miner fifty thousand dollars to retire on. You *will* wait in Washington, Mr. McCarty. You *will* choose a penthouse suite, and I *will* put one million dollars into a Swiss bank of your choosing. And when the time comes... two million dollars a bullet.
Michael McCarty: ...You are a salesman, sir.
Walter Sullivan: Selling sin is easy.
Michael McCarty: I'm afraid that's out of the question. Mine is not particularly creative work, and I do it only because I enjoy living beyond my means. I can't afford to just sit around.
Walter Sullivan: My father died when I was nine years old. He was a miner. He died of lung disease. I became rich at twenty-five, and the first thing I did was to buy that mine, close it down, and give every miner fifty thousand dollars to retire on. You *will* wait in Washington, Mr. McCarty. You *will* choose a penthouse suite, and I *will* put one million dollars into a Swiss bank of your choosing. And when the time comes... two million dollars a bullet.
Michael McCarty: ...You are a salesman, sir.
Walter Sullivan: Selling sin is easy.
Luther Whitney: [seeing a Alan Richmond conference on TV] Turn that off.
Airport Bartender: In just a second.
[prepares Luther's drink, and as Luther seems to really stare at it, the bartender turns the TV off]
Luther Whitney: On second thought, turn it back on.
Airport Bartender: But you just said...
Luther Whitney: Yeah, yeah. I know what I said.
Airport Bartender: In just a second.
[prepares Luther's drink, and as Luther seems to really stare at it, the bartender turns the TV off]
Luther Whitney: On second thought, turn it back on.
Airport Bartender: But you just said...
Luther Whitney: Yeah, yeah. I know what I said.
Walter Sullivan: [Unknown that it was Luther his chauffeur] Are you taking you're shortcut Tommy?
Luther Whitney: I'm your substitute drive tonight, Mr. Sullivan. Oh don't worry about Tommy he's just fine.
Walter Sullivan: It's very unusual. What do I call you?
Luther Whitney: Luther, sir.
Luther Whitney: Are you familiar to get to my townhouse, Luther?
Luther Whitney: Oh yes, sir I know where all your houses are. I'm the man who robbed you. And you're the man who tried to kill me.
Walter Sullivan: I'm sorry I've missed. I belive in the Old Testament, sir. There's nothing wrong for an eye for an eye for a terrible deed is been done, The deed such as yours.
Luther Whitney: Who you've like to believe, wouldn't ya, That'd be simple for you to believe that, What do you think that I have to gain by being here?
Walter Sullivan: I have no idea. Are you going to rob me again?
Luther Whitney: Oh I don't need your money, Mr. Sullivan. Now did you check your vault lately? I put everything back.
Walter Sullivan: I'm afraid we're a little late for an attempt at leniency.
Luther Whitney: I'm your substitute drive tonight, Mr. Sullivan. Oh don't worry about Tommy he's just fine.
Walter Sullivan: It's very unusual. What do I call you?
Luther Whitney: Luther, sir.
Luther Whitney: Are you familiar to get to my townhouse, Luther?
Luther Whitney: Oh yes, sir I know where all your houses are. I'm the man who robbed you. And you're the man who tried to kill me.
Walter Sullivan: I'm sorry I've missed. I belive in the Old Testament, sir. There's nothing wrong for an eye for an eye for a terrible deed is been done, The deed such as yours.
Luther Whitney: Who you've like to believe, wouldn't ya, That'd be simple for you to believe that, What do you think that I have to gain by being here?
Walter Sullivan: I have no idea. Are you going to rob me again?
Luther Whitney: Oh I don't need your money, Mr. Sullivan. Now did you check your vault lately? I put everything back.
Walter Sullivan: I'm afraid we're a little late for an attempt at leniency.
Walter Sullivan: For eighty years, I've tried to live... a decent life. I've given a billion dollars to charity. If this comes to trial... none of that will be remembered. I'll just go out... the joke of the world.
Seth Frank: I understand, sir. I'll do what I can.
Walter Sullivan: [chuckles] Will you listen to me whine? I apologize, Mr. Frank. Bother me all you want, just do your job. And I'll try to do mine.
Seth Frank: I understand, sir. I'll do what I can.
Walter Sullivan: [chuckles] Will you listen to me whine? I apologize, Mr. Frank. Bother me all you want, just do your job. And I'll try to do mine.
Allen Richmond: What do we know, so far?
Gloria Russell: Well, we've checked his license plates. He stole the car from a police impoundment lot.
Allen Richmond: We're not dealing with a fool here, are we? Has he initiated contact?
Gloria Russell: Burton doesn't think he will.
Allen Richmond: I agree. I apologize for my behavior. It won't happen again. Consider it a blip on the screen. As far as I'm concerned that's all he is, too.
Gloria Russell: Well, he could be a little more than that, Allen. He saw.
Allen Richmond: He saw nothing. He saw a drunk woman who liked rough sex too much. He's a burglar. Who's gonna believe him? After all, it's not as if he has any evidence or anything.
Gloria Russell: Well, we've checked his license plates. He stole the car from a police impoundment lot.
Allen Richmond: We're not dealing with a fool here, are we? Has he initiated contact?
Gloria Russell: Burton doesn't think he will.
Allen Richmond: I agree. I apologize for my behavior. It won't happen again. Consider it a blip on the screen. As far as I'm concerned that's all he is, too.
Gloria Russell: Well, he could be a little more than that, Allen. He saw.
Allen Richmond: He saw nothing. He saw a drunk woman who liked rough sex too much. He's a burglar. Who's gonna believe him? After all, it's not as if he has any evidence or anything.
Seth Frank: Why does he bother to dig a slug out of the wall when he knows there's already another one stuck in her head?
Laura Simon: Uh, different from the one in her body?
Seth Frank: Two guns means two burglars. They broke in together, they both went out the window? That's bullshit! And by the way, why did he, or they, go out the window in the first place when he, or they, got in by breaking a zillion-dollar security system?
Laura Simon: Uh, different from the one in her body?
Seth Frank: Two guns means two burglars. They broke in together, they both went out the window? That's bullshit! And by the way, why did he, or they, go out the window in the first place when he, or they, got in by breaking a zillion-dollar security system?
Medical Examiner: Looks like he tried to strangle her.
Seth Frank: He strangled her, then he went to the door to shoot her from behind?
Medical Examiner: He also inspected her vagina.
Seth Frank: He did *what*? Why?
Laura Simon: Maybe he didn't remember that he did her.
Seth Frank: A strong burglar with a weak mind. Obviously another open-and-shut case.
Seth Frank: He strangled her, then he went to the door to shoot her from behind?
Medical Examiner: He also inspected her vagina.
Seth Frank: He did *what*? Why?
Laura Simon: Maybe he didn't remember that he did her.
Seth Frank: A strong burglar with a weak mind. Obviously another open-and-shut case.
