20 Best Hitman Quotes

Nika: These articles are full of shit, why do you buy these magazines?
Agent: For the advertisements.

Nika: It is a strange thing to wish to die.

Nika: What colour underwear am I wearing?
Agent: You're not wearing any underwear.

Yuri: In Accordance with Article 1764.3 of the E.U. Charter, any state matters which deal directly with intelligence shall be the sole jurisdiction of the host country.
Mike: Ah, The light bulb comes on, took me a minute, must be the jet lag. Are you telling me to fuck off?

Agent: [after releasing an irate Nika from his trunk] Don't be dramatic.
Nika: Dramatic?
Agent: I got rid of the body.

Nika: What are you going to do?
Agent: What I do.

Agent: The man you've been chasing is a killer. A Ghost. Rumor has it that he works for a group known only as "The Organization". So secret, no one knows it exists. Takes no sides - yet it has ties to every government. Its sole purpose is the training and conditioning of professional killers. These men are selected at birth - rejects, orphans - all of them - unwanted and disposable. They are made experts in every aspect of combat. And programmed for one purpose... To Kill.

Mike: We are Interpol, and in accordance to section 3 we are transporting an international criminal.
Smith: What criminal?

Agent: Because that suitcase perfectly holds my Blaser Sniper Rifle, two .45s and a gag for irritating, talkative little girls like yourself. You want me to stop and get it out?
Nika: I don't know - you think we have time for foreplay?

Agent: Who was the client?
[silence from the laptop]
Agent: Answer me! Who ordered the hit on Belicoff?
[continued silence]
Agent: If you set me up, I will find you and I will burn that building to the ground around you.

[last lines]
Agent: I told you to leave her alone. You should have listened.

Nika: It's not polite to stare.

Jenkins: You don't have jurisdiction here!
Smith: We aren't here, which means when we open up on you and shred your bodies with automatic fire then this will never have happened.

Nika: The woman, two tables behind you - what's she wearing?
Agent: The one with the red hair and the silk dress - facing you?
Nika: Yeah.
Agent: That's not a woman.
[we see the "woman" behind him is obviously a transvestite. Nika smiles]

Mike: Are you going to kill me?
Agent: If I was going to kill you, I'd have done it when you walked to your car this morning and been gone by the time your body hit the sidewalk
Mike: Then why are you here?
Agent: To talk. But, Mike, if you make me kill you, you will not go alone. Sit. Are you a good man, Inspector?
Mike: I think.
Agent: And yet you've killed men.
Mike: Yes.
Agent: I'm gonna ask you a question. How you answer it will determine how this night ends. How does a good man decide when to kill?

Nika: [in tears, pleading, as 47 is about to shoot Whittier] Please... stop.
Agent: [breathing heavy as he lowers his gun] She saved your life.

Agent: [Udre is telling 47 about the guns he has for sale] Whoa whoa whoa hold up. This is not a Kadr. It's a Chinese copy. In fact, I don't know if it's the drugs, or if you're usually this inept, but you've been wrong about most of these weapons. If the gun you're holding is as cheap as this one, even if you did manage to shoot her in the eye, and I'm not saying you could, you wouldn't kill her.
[Udre shoots at 47, missing]

Nika: So are you going to kill me?
Agent: No.
Nika: You don't want to f*ck me and you don't want to kill me. I've never felt so much indifference in my entire life.

Agent: Eat your sandwich. I need to get some sleep.

Jenkins: No! No! Don't touch that!
[Russian forensic operative presses key on laptop, screen says "hard drive permanently deleted."]
Jenkins: Where do you get your fucking license...?