"Poor people are crazy, Jack. I'm eccentric."
— Howard Payne
Harry Temple: All right, pop quiz. Airport, gunman with one hostage. He's using her for cover; he's almost to a plane. You're a hundred feet away... Jack?
Jack: Shoot the Hostage.
"And here... is to Harry. For his quick thinking... for his grace under pressure, and for his brave and selfless act. *cheering* And to Jack for shooting Harry. Something we've all wanted to do for a very long time."
— Lt. Herb "Mac" McMahon
Traven spots the explosive device (it's huge); Stephens is relaying his observations by cell-phone
Jack: Fuck me!
Stephens: Oh, darn.
Jack: Miss, can you handle this bus?
Annie: Oh sure. It's just like driving a really big Pinto.
Annie: So you're a cop, right?
Jack: That's right.
Annie: Well, I should probably tell you that I'm taking the bus because I had my driver's license revoked.
Jack: What for?
Jack: It's a game. If he gets the money he wins, if the bus blows up he wins.
Annie: What if you win?
Jack: Then tomorrow we'll play another one.
Annie: But I'm not available to drive tomorrow. Busy.
Helen: Are they going to help us?
Stephens: Sure they are, they're the police. Hey, your taxes are paying their salaries. We die, they gotta take a pay cut.
Stephens: Did you have any luck with the bomb?
Jack: Yeah, it didn't go off.
Annie: What is that smell?
Jack: It's gas.
Annie: We're leaking gas?
Jack: We are now.
Annie: What, you thought you needed another challenge or something?
Annie: Where is Payne?
Jack: He lost his head.
Annie: You're not going to get mushy on me, are you?
Jack: Maybe. I might.
Annie: I hope not, 'cause you know, relationships that start under intense circumstances, they never last.
Jack: Oh yeah?
Annie: Yeah, I've done extensive study on this.
Jack: I have to warn you, I've heard relationships based on intense experiences never work.
Annie: OK. We'll have to base it on sex then.
Jack: Whatever you say, ma'am.