Colombiana

Special Agent Ross: "She got the drop on me in my home, and she told me that if I don't bring her the whereabouts of this man, she's going to kill a member of my family every week until I have none left."
Richard: "Are you kidding me?"
Special Agent Ross: "Does it seem to you that I would make something like this up? So why don't you just tell me what I should do?"
Richard: "Call 9-1-1 ..."

Special Agent Ross: "You think you've been smart. Have you covered all your bases? Because this? This is already over. This whole place is wired with webcams."
Cataleya: "You mean these? ... Taking about covering all my bases, your chair is pressure-wired. You move a single inch, and it'll be the last move you ever make."

Shari: "Uhm, excuse me..."
FBI Tech: "Come with me please."
Shari: "That's my computer. Why's she... why you all up in my computer?"
FBI Tech: "You have the right to remain silent."
Shari: "You better not mess up my favorites!"

"The CIA is not an amusement park."

Genarro Rizzo: "[wakes up with a gun to his head] Who are you?"
Cataleya: "Not room service."

Don Luis Sandoval: "I can't believe this."
Fabio Restrepo: "Why not?"
Don Luis Sandoval: "Because I love you, Fabio, like a son."
Fabio Restrepo: "I love you, Don Luis, like a father."
Don Luis Sandoval: "I'm going to miss you."
Fabio Restrepo: "And I'm going to miss you."
Don Luis Sandoval: "Okay. Enough of this sentimental bullshit. One last drink? Next we'll be crying like two old women. Come on! To the future."

William Woodgard: "Baby, you put one drop of blood in there, and they'll be your biggest admirers."
Nymphette: "Really?"
William Woodgard: "Oh, yeah, baby. All the way down to your clean stripped bones."

Cataleya (young): "I want to be a killer. Can you help me?"
Emilio: "Sure..."