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From Paris with Love

From Paris with Love is a 2010 action film starring John Travolta and Jonathan Rhys Meyers and directed by Pierre Morel.

Charlie WaxEdit

  • That's what I'm talkin' about! Get him back!
  • What the fuck do you think this is about? It's about terrorists! It's about terrorists, man, converting their finances into drugs so they can move it around without being detected.
  • Yeah, you're the chess player. I read your file
  • Do I look like I play board games?
  • This motherfucker hates Americans so much, even though we saved his country's ass in not only one world war but two, he still won't let me through with my cans!
  • Checkmate, motherfucker!
  • Nice work Reece
  • How 'bout the fact that he's dead and you're alive.
  • What about it?
  • If you wanna be a secret agent man, you have to roll like a secret agent man. It's code.
  • Yeah. Code. Wax is on, he's gonna take you off. Gives them something to think about, throws them off balance. Got
  • [after buying 5 grams of cocaine] All right, give me a kilo.
  • What the fuck am I gonna do with five grams?
  • Yeah! That's the big boss shit I'm looking for
  • What the fuck are you doing man?

James ReeseEdit

  • GIVE ME BACK MY FUCKIN' RING!
  • I'm not gonna shoot him, Wax. [two men come in and start beating up Reece, Wax shakes his head and continues looking out the window with binoculars. Finally he pulls out a gun and shoots the two men]
  • [Walks over to Reece and hands him a big vase] Next time I tell you to shoot the fucker, shoot the fucker!
  • [after Wax admitted fabricating the story about the Secretary of Defense's niece] I don't know where the fuck we're going, or what the fuck this is about!
  • I'm not your driver. I'm your partner.
  • You Play?
  • [splattered in blood] What's so nice about it?
  • [Mocking Wax's earlier statement] Wax on, Wax off.
  • I don't get it. Are you The Karate Kid or something?
  • What the fuck does it look like I'm doing? I'm charging my fucking cell.
  • How many more of them do you think there are?

Ambassador BenningtonEdit

  • Can't you see we have more urgent matters to consider, Reece? [moves his queen]
  • Must you always be so methodical

DialogueEdit

FBI agent Charlie Wax: Shoot the fucker.
James Reece: I'm not gonna shoot him, Wax. [two men come in and start beating up Reece, Wax shakes his head and continues looking out the window with binoculars. Finally he pulls out a gun and shoots the two men]
James Reece: [Walks over to Reece and hands him a big vase] Next time I tell you to shoot the fucker, shoot the fucker!

James Reece: [after Wax admitted fabricating the story about the Secretary of Defense's niece] I don't know where the fuck we're going, or what the fuck this is about!
FBI agent Charlie Wax: What the fuck do you think this is about? It's about terrorists! It's about terrorists, man, converting their finances into drugs so they can move it around without being detected.

James Reece: I'm not your driver. I'm your partner.
FBI agent Charlie Wax: Yeah, you're the chess player. I read your file.
James Reece: You play?
FBI agent Charlie Wax: Do I look like I play board games?

FBI agent Charlie Wax: This motherfucker hates Americans so much, even though we saved his country's ass in not only one world war but two, he still won't let me through with my cans!

James Reece: [accepts printout] Thank you, Cindy.
Secretary: Welcome...
James Reece: [reading] African Aid Summit prep meeting with the Foreign Minister tomorrow at noon, Summit Conference on Wednesday, G8 Undersecretary conference dinner on Thursday, and a reception for the Secretary of State Friday, sir.
Ambassador Bennington: Can't you see we have more urgent matters to consider, Reece? [moves his queen]
James Reece: Of course, sir. [counter moves his queen]
James Reece: Check.
Ambassador Bennington: Must you always be so methodical?
James Reece: Well that's what you pay me for, sir.
Ambassador Bennington: And you're worth every penny. But that doesn't mean I'm just going to sit here and watch you copy Fischer's ambush on Spassky back in '72.

James Reece: [Mocking Wax's earlier statement] Wax on, Wax off.
FBI agent Charlie Wax: What about it?
James Reece: I don't get it. Are you The Karate Kid or something?
FBI agent Charlie Wax: If you wanna be a secret agent man, you have to roll like a secret agent man. It's code.
James Reece: Code?
FBI agent Charlie Wax: Yeah. Code. Wax is on, he's gonna take you off. Gives them something to think about, throws them off balance. Got it?
James Reece: Got it.
FBI agent Charlie Wax: Good.

FBI agent Charlie Wax: [after buying 5 grams of cocaine] All right, give me a kilo.
The Thug: A kilo? You think this is Bogota?
FBI agent Charlie Wax: What the fuck am I gonna do with five grams?
The Thug: [pulling out a gun] Maybe you can sniff it off of your homeboy's ass.

James Reece: [points a gun at a man] Stop! Give me your charger!
FBI agent Charlie Wax: Yeah! That's the big boss shit I'm looking for
James Reece: [pulls hammer on gun] Give me your charger! [the man gives Reece his charger]
FBI agent Charlie Wax: What the fuck are you doing man?
James Reece: What the fuck does it look like I'm doing? I'm charging my fucking cell.

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