Agent J: [sees Young Agent O] O? No, I call ladies "O." To me O is feminine, and K is masculine. You know, I see a couple, I'm like, "O-K."


Agent K: Don't ask questions you don't want to know the answer to.

[J is held by two 1969 cops]
Agent J: Look man, I have my rights, and I demand to see a lawyer before you press the red button on that device!
[the cops neuralyze themselves]
Agent J: That was a standard grade neuralyzer, but you're not going to remember that. Keep in mind, just because you see a black man driving a car, does not mean he stole
it!
[pause]
Agent J: OK, I did steal this one - but not because I'm black.

Agent K: You are suspended for two weeks.
Agent J: Bullshit.
Agent K: Four weeks.

[last lines]
Griffin: This is my NEW favourite moment in human history... unless this is the one where K forgets to leave a tip...
[sees a meteor about to hit the Earth in the distant future]
Agent K: Almost forgot...
[leaves a tip - a satellite appears and collides with the meteor, rendering the Earth safe]
Griffin: That was a close one!

Agent J: Damn it! We had him!
Young Agent K: Relax, Cochise. We'll find him.
Agent J: First of all, my name is J, okay? It's not "son," it's not "slick," and it damn sure ain't "Cochise." And I'm not gonna relax 'cause we're running out of time, we're running out of clues and there's an invasion coming. You're not really recognizing
my "voicial" intensity. Oh, but there was one guy that could help. Hey, Griffin! Griffin! Where's Griffin? Griffin. Where's Griffin at, K? He's gone. If Boris gets to him before we, that's no bueno.
Young Agent K: We need pie.
Agent J: What?
Young Agent K: My granddaddy always said: "If you got a problem you can't solve, it
helps to get out of your head." Pie. It's good.
Agent J: Pie?
Young Agent K: Yeah.
Agent J: Your granddaddy, heavyset man?
Young Agent K: A little bit.
Agent J: Yeah, you know what? We've been doing smart stuff. We've been following clues, doing real police work. It might be time
we do something stupid. Something that ain't got nothing to do with nothing. You know what? Now, I want some pie, K. I want some pie. Let's go get some dumb-ass pie.
Young Agent K: Sounds good.

[Boris meets his younger self in 1969]
Boris The Animal: You pathetic waste of Boglodite flesh, I would kill you now if I didn't value my own life!
Boris The Animal: Who are you?
Boris The Animal: Look at you! Every mistake I ever made, just waiting to happen!
Boris The Animal: What happened to my arm?
Boris The Animal: You lose it, shot off by a human!
Boris The Animal: No human can defeat me!
Boris The Animal: You spend the next forty years in prison, chained up like an animal!
Boris The Animal: There is no prison that can hold me!
Boris The Animal: They built one specially
for us, on the moon!
Boris The Animal: The humans haven't been to the moon, so they cannot have built it there already!
Boris The Animal: Stop arguing! You can avoid all of that, if you just listen to me!
Boris The Animal: YOU were defeated! YOU let it get shot off! That wasn't me, that was YOU!
[Both Borises roar at
each other]

Young Agent K: Who are you, and what do you know?
Agent J: I'm an agent of Men in Black, but I'm from the future. We're partners, twenty-five years from now you're going to recruit me. And 14 years after, the guy you DIDN'T let me kill at Coney Island he escapes from prison, and jumps back in the past and unleashes a full-scale invasion of Earth. We have
about 19 hours to catch him and kill him, so really we need to go right now!
Young Agent K: [deadpan] All right.

[from trailer]
Agent J: I know what you're thinking: MIB, 3-D, we're going to be blowing stuff up and all that. But that's not really what we're doing right now. We're here for one purpose, and for one purpose only: Just to let you know that I'm about to make 3-D look good.