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An insurance agent is sent by her employer to track down and help capture an art thief.
Mac: It's impossible. But doable.
Mac: Rule number one: never carry a gun. If you carry a gun you may be tempted to use it. Rule number two: never trust a naked woman.
Aaron Thibadeaux: Well, this looks like the end of a terrible friendship.
Mac: What's the job? Gin: Like the wise man said: first we try then we trust.
Gin: You stole my suitcase? Mac: I'm a thief. So sue me.
Gin: I said this is called entrapment. Mac: No, actually it's called blackmail. Entrapment is what cops do to thieves.
Mac: Has there ever been anyone you couldn't manipulate, beguile or seduce? Gin: No.
Mac: This is it? Whatever happened to money? I mean where is the good old-fashioned loot?
Gin: I'm not who you think I am, Mac. Mac: I hope not. For your sake.
Mac: Believe me, I was prepared for everything - except you.
Gin: Don't use a cannon to kill a mosquito. Confucius.
Mac: I'm never late. If I'm late it's because I'm dead.
Mac: We'll either both get caught or both get dead.
Mac: In order for there to be complete trust between thieves, there can be nothing personal.
Mac: I have absolutely no reason to believe anything you say. Gin: But you want to.
Gin: Is all this paid for? Mac: With blood.
Mac: Give me the spanner! Gin: The what? Mac: The wrench!
Mac: Now time stands still - hopefully.
Mac: You are the most beautiful crook I've ever seen. Gin: Why, thank you kind sir.
Mac: I don't like surprises. Gin: Trust me, there won't be any. Mac: Trust me, there always are surprises.
Aaron Thibadeaux: Wanna tell me why my Jaguar looks like you drove it off a fuckin' cliff? Mac: Thibadeaux, I'm awfully sorry. Aaron Thibadeaux: You own me 140 G's. Mac: How about a $40 million Chinese mask?
Gin: I give you the world's tallest building. Mac: And we're going to steal it?
Gin: Look what you've done to that beautiful car! Mac: Thank God it's not mine.
[repeated line] Gin: It was perfect!
Mac: You know what they say about fear. The only remedy is to cut off the head.
[last lines] [a train passes and Mac disappears off the opposite platform] Gin: [calls] Mac? [playing] Gin: Mac. [louder] Gin: Mac! Mac: [appears behind Gin] What? Gin: [turns around smiling] So what do you think? Mac: About what? Gin: About my idea? Mac: [gives it quick thought] It's doable. [Gin grabs Mac and he embraces her; another train passes and they disappear off the platform, appearing on board the train]
[a train passes and Gin appears on the opposite platform] Mac: How did you do it? Gin: I jumped trains mid-station. When the train slowed down I just... It was perfect. Mac: Was it now? Gin: [starts walking along the platform] You know what, Mac? I don't want to hold the record alone. Mac: No? Gin: I need your help on another job. Mac: Wow. The crown jewels or something? Gin: [smiling] No! Come on! Too easy.
Gin: Preparing pressure switch neutralization device. [removes chewing gum from her mouth and covers the pressure switch with it]
Gin: I stole the Rembrandt. [pause] Gin: Mac! I stole the Rembrandt. Mac: ...and I painted the Sistine Chapel. Gin: Oh come on! Ask me how I did it. Mac: So how'd you do it? Gin: I came in from the roof. I dropped twenty floors down on a McNeel descender. Mac: Well, you must be one hell of a climber. Gin: I am a hell of a climber. [begins to scale the side of the room] Gin: I am, one, hell of a climber.