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Yippee-Ki-Yay, motherfucker.
Happy trails, Hans.
Who said we were terrorists?
I am an exceptional thief, Mrs. McClane. And since I'm moving up to kidnapping, you should be more polite!
I was always kinda partial to Roy Rogers actually. I really liked those sequined shirts.
Now I have a machine gun. Ho…ho…ho.
If this is their idea of Christmas, I gotta be here for New Year's.

Die Hard is a 1988 American action film about a New York City police detective who tries to save his estranged wife and several others robbed and taken hostage by German terrorists during a Christmas party in a Los Angeles skyscraper.

Directed by John McTiernan. Written by Jeb Stuart and Steven E. de Souza, based on Nothing Lasts Forever by Roderick Thorp.
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John McClane

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  • [while crawling through a narrow ventilation shaft] Now I know what a TV dinner feels like.
  • [after shooting Hans and killing Eddie] Happy trails, Hans.
  • Nine million terrorists in the world and I gotta kill the one with feet smaller than my sister...

Hans Gruber

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  • [reading McClane's note, pinned to Marcus in a Santa hat] "Now I have a machine gun. Ho, ho, ho."
  • Who said we were terrorists?

Others

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  • Harry Ellis: Hey babe, I negotiate million-dollar deals for breakfast. I think I can handle this euro-trash. [to henchman Fritz] Hey, "sprechen sie talk," huh?
  • Argyle: If this is their idea of Christmas, I gotta be here for New Year's.

Dialogue

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John McClane: Drop it, dickhead. It's the police.
Tony Vreski: You won't hurt me.
John McClane: Oh, yeah? Why not?
Tony Vreski: Because you're a policeman. There are rules for policemen.
John McClane: Yeah. That's what my captain keeps telling me. [elbows Tony in the ear]
John McClane: [calling the police on a radio taken from the terrorists] Mayday, Mayday, emergency, anyone copy, channel nine. Terrorists have seized the Nakatomi Building, and are holding at least 30 people hostage. I repeat, unknown number of terrorists, six or more armed with automatic weapons at Nakatomi Plaza, Century City. Somebody answer me, Goddamn it!
First LAPD Operator: [to other operator] It's the same address as that fire signal.
Second LAPD Operator: I'll take this. [to McClane] Attention, whoever you are: this frequency is reserved for emergency calls only.
John McClane: No fuckin' shit, lady! Do I sound like I'm orderin' a pizza?! They have already killed one hostage, they are fortifying their positions while you're jerkin' me off on a radio! Now send the police down ASAP...
Second LAPD Operator: [interrupting] Sir, I've already told you: this is a reserved channel. If this is an emergency call, dial 911 on your telephone. Otherwise, I'll report this as an FCC violation.
John McClane: Fine, report me! Come the fuck down here and arrest me! Just send the police now!
[Karl shoots at him. The operators react with annoyed surprise on the other end when they hear the gunshots]
Second LAPD Operator: See if a black-and-white can drive by.
Hans Gruber: I thought I told all of you, I want radio silence until further no--
John McClane: Ooh, I'm very sorry Hans. I didn't get that message. Maybe you should've put it on the bulletin board. I figured since I've waxed Tony and Marco and his friend here, I figured you and Karl and Franco might be a little lonely, so I decided to give you a call.
Karl Vreski: [to Hans] How does he know so much about--? [Hans shushes Karl, then back to his walkie-talkie]
Hans Gruber: That's very kind of you. I assume you are our mysterious party crasher. You are most troublesome for a security guard.
John McClane: [imitates buzzer] Sorry, Hans, wrong guess. Would you like to go for Double Jeopardy where the scores can really change? [reaches into a terrorist's backpack, and pulls out a box of cigarettes] Hmm, these are very bad for you.
Hans Gruber: Who are you, then?
John McClane: Just a fly in the ointment, Hans. The monkey in the wrench. The pain in the ass. [pulls out an explosive from a terrorist's backpack] Whoa.
Hans Gruber: Check on all the others. Don’t use the radio. See if he’s lying about Marco and find out that anyone else is missing. [Karl and Franco leave as McClane puts the explosive in his backpack before picking up his gun before walking away] Mr. Mystery Guest? Are you still there?
John McClane: Yeah, I'm still here. Unless you wanna open the front door for me.
Hans Gruber: Uh, no, I'm afraid not. But you have me at a loss. You know my name, but who are you? Just another American who saw too many movies as a child? Another orphan of a bankrupt culture who thinks he's John Wayne? Rambo? Marshall Dillon?
John McClane: I was always kinda partial to Roy Rogers, actually. I really liked those sequined shirts.
Hans Gruber: Do you really think you have a chance against us, Mister Cowboy?
[Elevator rings as Hans's minions arrive on John's floor]
John McClane: [quietly] Yippee-ki-yay, motherfucker. [walks through a door and out of sight]
Ginny: [Karl smashes a table of glasses in fury] God, that man looks really pissed.
Holly Gennero-McClane: [smiling] He's still alive.
Ginny: What?
Holly Gennero-McClane: Only John can drive somebody that crazy.
Sergeant Al Powell: [over radio] Hey, John? John McClane, you still with us?
John McClane: Yeah. But all things being equal, I'd rather be in Philadelphia. Chalk up two more bad guys.
Sergeant Al Powell: Well, the boys down here will be glad to hear that. You know we got a pool going on you.
John McClane: What kind of odds am I getting?
Sergeant Al Powell: You don't wanna know.
John McClane: Put me down for twenty, I'm good for it.
Deputy Chief Dwayne Robinson: I got a hundred people down here and they're all covered in glass!
John McClane: Glass? Who gives a shit about glass? Who the fuck is this?
Deputy Chief Dwayne Robinson: This is Deputy Chief of Police Dwayne T. Robinson, and I am in charge of this situation.
John McClane: Oh, you're in charge? Well, I got some bad news for you, Dwayne. From up here it doesn't look like you're in charge of jack shit.
Deputy Chief Dwayne Robinson: You listen to me, you little asshole—
John McClane: "Asshole"? I'm not the one who just got butt-fucked on national TV, Dwayne! Now, you listen to me, jerk-off. If you're not a part of the solution, you're a part of the problem. Quit being a part of the fuckin' problem and put the other guy back on!
Big Johnson: [whooping as their helicopter buzzes along just above street level] Just like fuckin' Saigon! Eh, Slick?
Little Johnson: I was in junior high, dickhead!
Theo: Those guys in the suits, I don't know who they are.
Hans Gruber: That's the FBI. They're ordering the others to cut the building's power. Regular as clockwork.
Theo: [grins in realization] Or a time lock.
Hans Gruber: Precisely. The circuits that cannot be cut are cut automatically in response to a terrorist incident. You asked for miracles, Theo. I give you the F...B...I...
Holly Gennero-McClane: [noticing Hans taking the bearer bonds] After all your posturing, all your little speeches, you're nothing but a common thief.
Hans Gruber: I am an exceptional thief, Mrs. McClane. And since I'm moving up to kidnapping, you should be more polite!
John McClane: So that's what this is about, Hans? A fucking robbery?
Hans Gruber: [with his pistol pointed to Holly's head] Put down the gun.
John McClane: Why'd you have to nuke the whole building, Hans?
Hans Gruber: Well, when you steal $600, you can just disappear. When you steal 600 million, they will find you, unless they think you're already dead. Put down... the gun.
[McClane complies and drops his weapon. Eddie attempts to draw his weapon.]
Hans Gruber: [to Eddie] Nein! Dies ist meins!
John McClane: You got me.
Hans Gruber: Still the cowboy, Mr. McClane. Americans, all alike. Well, this time John Wayne does not walk off into the sunset with Grace Kelly.
John McClane: That's Gary Cooper, asshole.
Hans Gruber: Enough jokes.
John McClane: You'd have made a pretty good cowboy yourself, Hans.
Hans Gruber: [draw his pistol away from Holly] Oh, yes. What was it you said to me before? "Yippee ki-yay, motherfucker."

Taglines

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  • High above the city of L.A. a team of terrorists has seized a building, taken hostages and declared war. One man has managed to escape. An off-duty cop hiding somewhere inside. He's alone, tired... and the only chance anyone has got.
  • Thirteen terrorists. One cop. The odds are against John McClane... That's just the way he likes it.
  • He's the only chance anyone has got.
  • It's Christmas Eve In L.A. And The Party Action's About To Explode... On The Fortieth Floor!
  • Suspense, Excitement, Adventure, On every level!
  • 40 Stories High — with Suspense, Excitement and Adventure on every level!
  • 40 Stories of Sheer Adventure

Cast

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