Natalie Cook: I have something you'll never have.

Madison Lee: What's that?

[pause]

Natalie Cook: Friends.
Kelly Garrett: Angels are like diamonds. They can't be made, you have to find them. Each one is unique.
Madison Lee: I was never good. I was great.
Bosley's Brother: It's raining white women.
Seamus: I'd recognize that arse anywhere, you piece of shite.
Seamus: I've never wanted you more.

Dylan Sanders: Always wanting what you can't have.
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!
Natalie Cook: This is hostel, ya?
[surprising Natalie]

Madison Lee: What's up, Angel?

Natalie Cook: Madison Lee?

Madison Lee: Natalie Cook.

Natalie Cook: Oh, my god! How'd you know?

Madison Lee: I get the newsletter.
Madison Lee: I don't take orders from a speaker-box anymore. I work for myself.

Natalie Cook: Well, your boss sucks.
Dylan Sanders: I think she's trying to kill us.
Bosley: I got sand all in my ass. I can't hardly walk.
Alex Munday: Get off the babysitter. Daddy's home.
Madison Lee: Why be an Angel when I can play God?
[spotting their suspect]

Alex Munday: Check it out... brown shorts, red board, 11:00. What d'you think?

Dylan Sanders: [looking at the guy] Yummy!...

Alex Munday: That's what I thought. Case closed. Nat move in, Dylan thinks he's hot.

Dylan Sanders: What do you mean?

Alex Munday: You always fall for the bad guy.
Natalie Cook: Killer, huh? I just got so excited. When it's big like that I just love to ride it hard and rough.
Max: Helen Zass. So, uh, where's that, where's that name come from originally, is that, uh "Ass-Tralian"?
[last lines]

Alex Munday: Oh, it's a no-brainer.
[Dylan, undercover as a nun, is eyeing a sexy young priest]

Alex Munday: [under her breath] Thornbirds.

Dylan Sanders: [under her breath] I know!
Mr. Munday: So, you work with Alex at the hospital?

Alex Munday: Yes! Natalie works in the Psychiatric Ward. And Dylan is the Head of... Gynecology.

Mr. Munday: Really?

Dylan Sanders: Um-hmm.

Mr. Munday: So young.

Dylan Sanders: I know.

Alex Munday: We were just on our way out, actually, 'cause we have such a major procedure coming up, Daddy, so...

Natalie Cook: Duty calls. Sorry.

Dylan Sanders: I've gotta... prep.

Natalie Cook: Yeah... scrub up. Ha ha.

Mr. Munday: Bu- bye.

[Natalie and Dylan say "Bye" together]

Mr. Munday: Bye.

Alex Munday: See you guys in a minute. It's just a tiny emergency, but make yourself at home, okay.

[Kisses him on the cheek]

Mr. Munday: We'll talk later, off to the hospital, go save lives...

[the Angels have left; He looks confused]

Mr. Munday: Head of Gynecology?
Bus-Stop Kid: [Bosley just rubbed him on the head] Man! You do not mess with a black man's do!
Natalie Cook: Bring it on, bitch!
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.
Alex Munday: [after Madison Lee shoots the Angels] What a be-atch!
Max: Helen Zass. That's your name.

[Looks over at Bosley]

Max: . Is that, uh, Ass-tralian?

Natalie Cook: Oh my god! You must have been the butt of every joke!

Alex Munday: Did you by chance drive an Ass-tin Martin?

Natalie Cook: Alex! We're being Ass-inine!

Dylan Sanders: Yes. Yes you are.
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.
Natalie Cook: You were the cock. I was the beaver!
Natalie Cook: Tickets, I love tickets!
Chess Opponent: What's an angel doing so far from heaven?

Dylan Sanders: I'm no angel.
Bosley's Brother: [dressed as a Coroner] I'm not going anywhere near no dead bodies!
Dylan Sanders: You don't know me any more.

Seamus: I'm the only one here who knows you Helen.
Natalie Cook: Do a little dance?

Dylan Sanders: Make a little love.

Alex Munday: Get down tonight.
Bosley's Brother: Plan B stands for Plan Bosley!
Dylan Sanders: [after crashing out of bar window] Just once I'd like to walk out of a bar!
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?
[the Angels prepare to battle Madison]

Madison Lee: Oooh! The classic Angels Kick-Ass pose. Almost gives me a nostalgia for the old days. Except back then, we did things a little differently...

[quickly pulls out two large weapons]

Madison Lee: ...we used *guns*!

[shoots all three Angels]

Madison Lee: Sorry, Charlie.
Dylan Sanders: Just once, I'd like to *walk* out of a bar!
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!
Alex Munday: Keep Dreaming!
Ray Carter: [after spectacular rescue] I'm afraid I underestimated you guys.

Natalie Cook: Yeah, that happens a lot...
[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]

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Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle short comments

Bertram 2022-03-27 09:01:05

One is not happy, two is not cool, three is not dangerous and four is not good
Otha 2022-04-20 09:01:38

With CSI:LV and Detective Gagit soundtracks