Bohdi: Fear causes hesitation, and hesitation will cause your worst fears to come true.


Ben Harp: Do you think that taxpayers would like it Utah, if they knew that they were paying a federal agent to surf and pick up girls?
Johnny Utah: Babes.
Ben Harp: I beg your pardon?
Johnny Utah: The correct term is Babes, sir.


Diving Instructor: Heads up, Pappas. I want to see you retrieve at least two bricks.
Pappas: [puts on blindfold] I've been on the job for over 20 years, and I fail to see what fishing bricks from the bottom of a pool has got to do with bank robbery. And on top of that, they got me babysitting some quarterback punk, named Johnny Unitas or something.
Johnny
Utah: The shit they pull, huh?
Pappas: Yeah!
Diving Instructor: Pappas... meet your new partner.
Pappas: What?
[removes blindfold]
Johnny Utah: [waves]
Pappas: Pappas. Angelo Pappas.
Johnny Utah: Punk. Quarterback Punk.

Johnny Utah: [Tosses the rubber Reagan mask at Bodhi's feet] Lose somethin', Brah?
Bodhi: Special Agent Utah! I knew I could count on you.
Johnny Utah: I've been to every city in Mexico. Came across an unclaimed piece of meat in Baja, turned out to be Rosie. Guess he picked a knife fight with somebody better. Found a passport of
yours in Sumatra. Missed you by about a week in Fiji. But I knew you wouldn't miss the 50-Year Storm, Bodhi.

Johnny Utah: I'm not armed.
[lifts up his shirt to Bodhi]
Bodhi: But, you're not alone.
Johnny Utah: Good guess. There is a guy on you now.
[pause]
Johnny Utah: Where is Roach?
Bodhi: He's around somewhere. Listen Johnny, we're in a kind of a hurry; is there anything you
need?
Johnny Utah: You gotta tell me where she is.
Bodhi: Oh yeah, and let my policy expire. Good idea.
Johnny Utah: Look Bodhi, people are dead, the ride is over.
Bodhi: Oh, no no no. I say when it's over.
Johnny Utah: They will nail you wherever you land. They'll use something
new called radar, maybe you've heard of it.
Bodhi: What is your...
Johnny Utah: Bodhi, I know you man. When they fall on you, you won't back down and they'll have to burn your ass to the ground.
Bodhi: Shit happens.
Johnny Utah: You got a death wish. You want to ride to glory, fine. But, don't take
Tyler with you. I'm begging you. Tell me where she is, and I walk away.
Bodhi: You walk away?
Johnny Utah: I walk away.
Bodhi: That's beautiful Johnny.

Pappas: [of Johnny, after the last robbery] Don't ride him in with the black and whites like some punk, let *me* ride him in.
Ben Harp: Yeah sure, Angelo, why not? That is why I put you 2 screw-ups to begin with. You deserve each other, don't you? You're just as bad as he is, though you're a little fatter, a little slower and a little more pathetic. For
Christ sake, it's like the blind leading the blind with you.
Pappas: Harp, I want to tell you something. I was in this bureau when you were still popping zits on your funny face and jerking off with the lingerie section of the sears catalog.
Ben Harp: Is that right, Pappas?
Pappas: Yes, that's right "Harp", and out of all
these years, I have learned something that you still haven't got.
Ben Harp: Yeah? Why don't you astonish me, shitface?
Pappas: [punches Harp in the face] Respect for my elders.

Nathanial: You acted like nothing happened.
Bodhi: Relax, Nathanial.
Nathanial: [shouting] Don't tell me to relax Bodhi! He's a fuckin' federal agent!
Roach: I should've shot him when I had a chance.
Grommet: I feel like running.
Rosie: You do and you die.
Bodhi: Did you know that we've hit thirty banks in three years and they weren't able to touch us, and all this does is raise the stakes of the game.
Grommet: [nervously shouting] Fuck the stakes Bodhi! The only one that thinks that this is a game is you, man. This is real. This is serious shit, and I am scared.
Bodhi: What's the
matter with you guys? This was never about the money, this was about us against the system. That system that kills the human spirit. We stand for something. We are here to show those guys that are inching their way on the freeways in their metal coffins that the human sprit is still alive. Don't worry about this guy, okay? I know exactly what to do with him.

Ben Harp: Special agent Utah! This is not some job, flipping burgers at the local drive-in! Yes! - your surf board bothers me! Yes! - your approach to this whole damn case bothers me! And yes! - YOU BOTHER ME! And Pappas! Oh, for the love of Christ. How the hell did I even let you talk me into this whole bone-headed idea to begin with.
Pappas: Harp! We are
working under-cover. It takes time. We've produced a few...
Ben Harp: NO! No no no no no no NO! Let me tell you what you've produced... Over the last two weeks, you two have produced exactly squat! SQUAT! During which time the ex-presidents have robbed two more banks. Now for Christ's sake, does either one of you have anything even remotely interesting to tell me?
[brief pause]
Johnny Utah: I caught my first tube today... Sir.

Bodhi: Look at it! It's a once in a lifetime opportunity, man! Let me go out there and let me get one wave, just one wave before you take me in. I mean, come on man, where I am I gonna go? Cliffs on both sides! I'm not gonna paddle my way to New Zealand! Come on, compadre. Come on!