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The leader of a drug cartel busts out of a courthouse and speeds to the Mexican border, where the only thing in his path is a sheriff and his inexperienced staff.
[after his Corvette ZR1 is wrecked] Gabriel Cortez: You fucked up my car. Sheriff Ray Owens: You fucked up my day off.
Diner Regular: You're talking to a 72 year-old man with high cholesterol, eating a bacon and cheddar omelet with extra cheddar. Do I look like I'm afraid of death?
Sheriff Ray Owens: Welcome to Sommerton!
Burrell: Who the hell are you? [Burrell pulls out his gun, but Owens shoots him in the forehead] Sheriff Ray Owens: I am the Sheriff.
Gabriel Cortez: Don't try to see death coming. You won't.
[last lines] Mayor: Ray? Ray! What in God's name happened to my car? Sheriff Ray Owens: Well, next time don't park it in the fire zone. [Owens and his deputies turn around and walk into the diner] Sheriff Ray Owens: Schmuck.
Sheriff Ray Owens: You make us immigrants look bad.
[Sheriff Owens jumps into the diner for cover] Irv: How are you sheriff? Sheriff Ray Owens: Old. Irv: Nah, you got a ways to go yet.
Lewis Dinkum: [to Sheriff Owens] Wow, you lookin' jacked, you've been working out?
The Lawyer: He says his arms hurts from where you grabbed him. Agent John Bannister: He was reaching for something. I was worried for my life. So I tried to hit you. I should have hit you the fuck harder. Man in Orange Suit: That's such bullshit. Agent John Bannister: Oh, so now you speak English? Man in Orange Suit: If you knew any Spanish, you'd know I was barely speaking it a minute ago.
Burrell: If you don't want the silver you gotta take the lead.
Gabriel Cortez: Death doesn't come when you expect it. Driving a racecar. Or in a gunfight. Death is waiting in the kitchen when you get up at night for a glass of milk. My niece. My sister's oldest. She was a good girl. I practically raised her. Then one night I find her pointing a Glock at me in the kitchen. If she hadn't hesitated, it would have been my brains splattered all over the marble floor instead of hers.
Burrell: Look at that ass. I could kill for that ass.
Mrs. Salazar: [shoots unsuspecting bad guy] Sheriff Ray Owens: Mrs. Salazar! Mrs. Salazar: Sheriff! Sheriff Ray Owens: Obliged. Mrs. Salazar: Put the hurt on 'em, Ray!
Sheriff Ray Owens: My honor is not for sale.
Agent John Bannister: Good for him. Good for him.
Lewis Dinkum: Vicky? She's my little Nazi-killer. 1939 Vickers gun. My little crazy bitch.
Agent John Bannister: I got a psychopath in the Batmobile.
Sheriff Ray Owens: We are not going to let that guy come through our town without a fight.
Sarah Torrance: I was scared shitless. I mean, I could barely keep my hands from shaking. Sheriff Ray Owens: That's quite normal. I mean, everyone feels like that during a firefight. I'll tell you a secret. I'm probably more afraid then you are right now. Sarah Torrance: Whoa... What? How can that be? Sheriff Ray Owens: Because I've seen enough blood and death. I know what's coming.
[first lines] State Trooper: [getting on the radio after being passed] Dispatch... Dispatcher: Go ahead... State Trooper: Contact the FAA and tell them some smart ass is flying a jet plane around out here without any lights.
Burrell: Shoot anything that moves! If it doesn't move, shoot it anyway!