Con Air

"Beautiful? Sunsets are beautiful, newborn babies are beautiful. This... this is fucking spectacular!"

"Define irony. Bunch of idiots dancing on a plane to a song made famous by a band that died in a plane crash."

"Sorry boss, but there's only two men I trust. One of them's me. The other's not you."

"What if I told you insane was working fifty hours a week in some office for fifty years at the end of which they tell you to piss off; ending up in some retirement village hoping to die before suffering the indignity of trying to make it to the toilet on time? Wouldn't you consider that to be insane?"

"Hooray for the sounds of fucking silence!"