- Nathan: I can't believe you're making me fight hungover.
- Kevin: You wanna drink like a man, then let's see if you can fight like a man.
- Burton: Nathan, ya have to trust me.
- Nathan: Trust needs to be earned.
- Burton: How about I buy you a burger and a milkshake?
- [they kiss]
- Karen: W-w-wow.
- Nathan: What?
- Karen: That's better than middle school.
- [they kiss again]
- Nathan: That's 'cause I know what I'm doing now.
- [they kiss and embrace]
- Karen: Ha... and no braces either.
- [she giggles; they kiss; the train lurches; she giggles again; they kiss; he removes his jacket; they kiss more passionately; he lifts her up for her to straddle him as he sits; they kiss some more]
- Karen: Ah... We should get some food.
- Nathan: [breathy] Yeah... I'm starving.
- Kevin: You wanna play with no rules, you better be careful what you let outta the box.
- [last lines]
- Karen: Hmmm... So I had to wait four years for you to ask me out?
- Nathan: [laughs] Yeah... but you gotta admit, it was one pretty exciting first date.
- Karen: [giggles] Definitely.
- Gilly: I make the best fake I.D.'s in Pennsylvania.
- Nathan: You know what? You should put that on your college application.
- Kozlow: When I'm finished, you'll be responsible for the death of every friend you have on Facebook.
- Karen: Are we gonna die, Nathan?
- Nathan: No... I won't let that happen.
- Nathan: This is bullshit.
- Kevin: I'll tell you what's bullshit. Bullshit's getting so drunk that you can't defend yourself, you can't watch your back.
- Kevin: [a punch to the gut] THAT"S bullshit, son.
- Burton: Listen to me Nathan. WE are going to find you.
- Nathan: Not if I find you first.
- Nathan: Whoa! You joining the militia group or something?
- Gilly: So I go to the gun range like three or four times a week to blow off steam. I'm a virgin. What else am I gonn' do?
- Gilly: Dude, I can't believe how mainstream you guys are.
- Burton: Listen, kid, the world you've just been dropped into is a world very few people get to see. You're getting a glimpse behind the curtain. What we're engaged in here is a polite war. It's not about bullets and bombs, borders or territories. The currency of this war is information. Zeroes and ones, Nathan. Data.
- [first lines]
- Nathan: [screaming] Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo! Whoo! Yeah, baby! Yeah, Gilly, get out here!
- Nathan: You murdered my parents.
- Kozlow: They weren't your real parents.
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