Robin Atkin Downes credited as playing...
- Dierker: Guten Abend, Herr Morini. Always a pleasure to welcome one of our Italian friends to the Fatherland. I was just speaking of my admiration for General Mussolini. A kindred spirit to our own führer. Your country is fortunate to have such a leader, ja?
- Vittore: Racing is my passion. I find little time for politics.
- Dierker: Sometimes, racing -is- politics.
- Vittore: No. There is a difference.
- Dierker: You must forgive my ignorance, Herr Morini. We Germans are a simple people. Perhaps you would enlighten us further?
- Sean: [Cuts in] One's a hobby for rich assholes who can't get laid without a flashy car and a silly uniform. The other is racing.
- Sean: What the hell's the matter with you? Now you're usin' girls to do your dirty work?
- Luc: I haven't used anyone. Those who serve our Cause do so because they are patriots.
- Sean: I can't stand that word. I've heard it all my life from men with blood on their hands.
- Luc: This is not a cricket match. We don't wear uniforms and we don't play by the rules. Every one of us must be ready to do whatever is necessary.
- Sean: I already lost her brother. I'll be damned if I'm gonna lose Veronique as well. She can have no part in this.
- Veronique: [to Sean] You once said that Jules was his own man. Well, I am my own woman. Do not presume to tell me what to do.
- Veronique: [to Luc] Either of you.
- Sean: [after Veronique leaves] Count your enemies, Luc. If anything happens to her, you'll have made one too many.
- Sean: They couldn't send somebody else?
- Skylar: They did. The first engineer they sent died suddenly in his sleep.
- Sean: How'd ya hear?
- Skylar: I was lying next to him at the time.
- Sean: I thought you didn't mix business with pleasure.
- Skylar: His pleasure. My business.
- Wilcox: War is nothing but murder writ large. Kill one man or a thousand... Doesn't make a piss o' difference in the grand scheme o' things.
- Sean: I suppose that depends on who's doin' the killin' and who's doin' the dyin'.
- Sean: How do you like your steak?
- Skylar: Bloody, of course.
- Father Dennis: I sense a great pain weighs on your heart, Sean. I want you to know, I am here for you. Would you like me to hear your confession?
- Sean: No thank you, Father. My pain isn't a burden that needs to be lifted. It's the fire that keeps me warm.
- Father Dennis: The Church cowers in silence, but I could not turn a blind eye to the evil I have witnessed.
- Sean: Cheers to you, padre. Your reward waits in heaven, whether you show up wearin' that collar or not.
- Luc: Have you ever handled explosives before?
- Sean: I handled a bombshell once, turned out she was married.
- Veronique: It's not polite to eavesdrop. Didn't they teach you that in boarding school?
- Skylar: Quite the opposite, actually.
- Veronique: Perhaps you were too busy screwing your teachers to notice.
- Skylar: [Chuckles] Please. We can't all die virgins.
- Sean: Oh, brother. Let's go, Jules.
- Skylar: I've been craving a little undercover work.
- Sean: We can play any game you like when this is over, but from now on I'll be pourin' me own drinks.
- Veronique: Is that seaweed on your collar?
- Sean: I got a bit homesick. Started swimmin' back to Ireland.
- [Katz presents a sniper rifle]
- Katz: She's as deadly as a scorpion, her sting can stop a man's heart at 500 meters.
- Sean: Sounds like me' ex-girlfriend.
- Luc: Tell me, Sean, how did you like your first taste of revenge?
- Sean: I may give up whiskey.
- [Chuckles]
- Sean: Probably not.
- Dierker: We are going to hell, aren't we, Irishman?
- Sean: Maybe. But you'll get there before me.
- [Shoots Dierker]
- Bishop: How do you feel, Mr. Devlin?
- Sean: Whew. I could eat a nun's arse through a convent gate.
- Bishop: I see.
- Sean: But I'll settle for that case of Scotch.
- Bishop: If you can pull this one off, they'll give you the Victoria Cross.
- Sean: Oh, is that some sorta medal?
- Bishop: The VC is my government's highest honor.
- Sean: Then I'll know what to wipe me arse with.
- Sean: [In a burning Nazi Building] Wish I had time to rescue a few bottles of Scotch.
- Margot: For what I know, I could be talking to Gestapo.
- Sean: [chuckles] No, but I'm sure they'd love to have a chat with me.
- Kwong: I have not as of yet perfected the brain-washing technique. I will have...
- Sean: Brain-washin'? I'd rather my brain stayed dirty.
- Wilcox: We should have topped the bastard when we had the chance.
- Sean: That's a habit with you, isn't it? Talkin' bollocks.
- Wilcox: You and I are about two seconds from doing the business, Devlin.
- Sean: Sorry, mate, I'm strictly butter side up.
