- Malak Al Rahim: Come on, kill me.
- [spits blood in Randall's face, Randall knees him repeated in the stomach]
- Malak Al Rahim: I'm not a criminal, I'm a soldier and I deserve to die, like a soldier.
- Nick Randall: [jams a grenade into Rahims mouth then wipes blood from his face with Rahim's scarf] You're not a soldier, you're a fly on a pile of shit.
- Nick Randall: [leading Rahim out to Lipton and other agents by the grenade pin] Less than a week and still alive. You owe me some money.
- John Lipton: [nervous and unsure but acting calm] Where shall I send the cheque?
- Nick Randall: [thinking of his friend Danny, making Lipton uneasy] Send the two-hundred and fifty thousand dollars to the widow of Det Sgt Danny Quintz, the bonus I'll pick up myself.
- Nick Randall: [turns to Malak who is dazed, grabs his jaw] Fuck the bonus
- [pulls the pin out]
- Patrick Donoby: [shouting] Grenade!
- Malak Al Rahim: [fully aware of what's going to happen] Randall...
- [Malak's head explodes]
- Morrison (City Desk): [answering phone] Hello, Morrison, City Desk...
- Malak Al Rahim: [calculating] This is Malak Al Rahim.
- Morrison (City Desk): [laughing and typing name into computer]
- Malak Al Rahim: Let me save you some confusion, Mr. Morrison, there are going to be a number of people phoning tonight to claim responsibility for what I am about to do...
- Morrison (City Desk): [reading from computer search] Malak Al Rahim is supposed to be in South Yemen... how do I know it's really you?
- Malak Al Rahim: [pressing his hand print onto the phones glass window] You'll know it's me... I'm standing outside a Fox Cinema...
- [blows up the cinema]
- Nick Randall: We've been seeing each other for three months now.
- Danny Quintz: Three months? Three fucking months? That's a goddamn silver anniversary for you!
- Patrick Donoby: I'll tell you something John. He is planning something real big.
- John Lipton: Oh, I thought he was here on vacation.