Seamus: I'd recognize that arse anywhere, you piece of shite.
Charles Townsend: Bosley, I hope the Angels aren't being too rough on you.
Bosley: Man, please. I date fat women. What you talkin' 'bout?
Alex Munday: Marshal Ray Carter. I'm Alex Munday. I'll be your rescuer today.
Carter: I didn't think you'd find me. How many men do you have?
Alex Munday: I've got two girlfriends in the bar.
Carter: They have fifty armed men.
Alex Munday: I know. It hardly seems fair. C'mon!
Madison Lee: I don't take orders from a speaker-box anymore. I work for myself.
Natalie Cook: Well, your boss sucks.
Alex Munday: Get off the babysitter. Daddy's home.
Kelly Garrett: Angels are like diamonds. They can't be made, you have to find them. Each one is unique.
Natalie Cook: Bring it on, bitch!
Natalie Cook: Do a little dance?
Dylan Sanders: Make a little love.
Alex Munday: Get down tonight.
Dylan Sanders: [after crashing out of bar window] Just once I'd like to walk out of a bar!
Dylan Sanders: I think she's trying to kill us.
Madison Lee: [thinking that she's about to kill Charlie's Angels] Enjoy heaven.
Natalie Cook: Go to hell.
Alex Munday: [the Angels kill Madison; she dies amid flames] She's so fired.
Madison Lee: I never wore Kevlar till I took three in the chest
Natalie Cook, Dylan Sanders, Alex Munday: On the De Soto case - we know!
[Madison is talking to Charlie on the speaker box after shooting the Angels]
Charles Townsend: Don't do this, Madison. Deep down, there must still be some good in you.
Madison Lee: I was never good. I was GREAT!
[shoots the speaker box]
Madison Lee: Why be an Angel when I can play God?
Natalie Cook: This is hostel, ya?
[last lines]
Alex Munday: Oh, it's a no-brainer.
Dylan Sanders: Just once, I'd like to *walk* out of a bar!
Dylan Sanders: And all we have is the Thin Man.
Natalie Cook: Our Favorite Ass-Ass-in
Alex Munday: [Holding the medal] We should get this to the lab to have it anal-ized.
Dylan Sanders: You do that.
