The Bodyguard Quotes

  • Rachel: You afraid I might get picked off in my snazzy running suit?

    Frank: No, I'm afraid that I might have to jog with you.

  • Rachel: So, can we get you anything?

    Frank: Yeah, orange juice.

    Rachel: Straight?

  • Frank: Aw, Christ, I told you why! I - I can't protect you like this.

    Rachel: So that's it for me? That's it?

    Frank: Yeah.

    Rachel: Well, I don't believe it!

    Frank: Well, you can live with it, or you can fire me.

    Rachel: But I can't fuck you.

  • Rachel: And you're ready to die for me?

    Frank: It's the job.

    Rachel: And you'd do it? Why?

    Frank: I can't sing.

  • Rachel: [sees her son, Fletcher, getting into a boat] You know, Fletcher can't swim very well.

    Herb Farmer: I guess he'd better stay in the boat, then.

  • Frank: [after Nicki kisses him] You're a lovely woman.

    Nicki Marron: But you don't want me. I'm surprised. Thorough fellow like yourself. Why stop at one sister when you could have fucked them both?

    Frank: I make my mistakes.

    Nicki Marron: But you didn't say no to the boss.

  • Sy Spector: Bill said you used to be with the Secret Service.

    Frank: That's right.

    Sy Spector: Ever guard the main man?

    Frank: I was two years with Carter, four with Reagan.

    Sy Spector: Reagan got shot!

    Frank: Not on my shift.

  • Frank: [shakes the weathered intercom speaker] Frank Farmer to see Miss Marron.

    Intercom voice: [static hiss] What?

    Frank: Alexander Graham Bell, to see Miss Marron.

    Intercom voice: You got an appointment?

    Frank: Yeah... the atomic number of zinc is thirty.

    Intercom voice: All right.

    [gate opens to let Frank enter]

  • Rachel: Well, you don't look like a bodyguard.

    Frank: What'd you expect?

    Rachel: Well, I don't know, maybe a tough guy?

    Frank: This is my disguise.

  • Frank Farmer: We're adding to your duties. You're my new assistant.

    Henry: Says who?

    Frank Farmer: Henry, I've spent a lot of time guarding people all over the world, and I've found one thing to be true - no matter how incompetent the assassins, no matter how much they miss their target, there's always one person who always gets hit.

    Henry: Who?

    Frank Farmer: The cocky black chauffeur.

  • Woman in Green: [approaching Frank] I've been watching you all night from across the room.

    Frank: Why don't you go back there. Keep watching.

  • Fletcher 'Fletch' Marron: What are you afraid of?

    Frank: I'm af - I'm afraid of not being there.

  • Rachel: Will you grab that jacket for me? The red one, please?

    Frank: I'm here to keep you alive, not help you shop.

  • Frank: [when asked how he uncovered the identity of the assassin] They don't wash cars on the parking levels.

  • Frank: This house is wide open.

    Sy Spector: Excuse me?

    Frank: I said this house is wide open and you people have no clue what real security is or what it takes to achieve it.

  • Rachel: And I want to be able to eat brunch with my friends.

    Frank: So go on Tuesdays.

    Sy Spector: Tuesday morning brunch? Where'd you get this guy, Bill?

  • Rachel: But I can't go out on a date because you have to be with me every minute. I mean, what if he wants to invite me up to his place afterwards? Are you gonna come too?

  • Rachel: I don't trust discipline. I know, at that crucial moment, I'd cop out.

  • Rachel: What's going on, Frank?

    Frank: I want to keep it straight in my head what job I'm doing.

    Rachel: And what is that exactly? Making me feel like shit?

  • Nicki Marron: [to Frank, referring to Rachel] Everybody said she was a sure thing... But of course, you already knew that.

  • [as Rachel heads towards the waiting paparazzi]

    Frank: Is this really necessary?

    Rachel: Quit bitchin', Farmer, this is the part you *do* get paid for!

  • Rachel: [to Frank] What are you looking at? You've probably never had a heavy night in your whole damn disciplined life.

  • Rachel: You know, Farmer, you're a self-righteous son of a bitch.

    Frank: [chuckles]

    Rachel: And don't you laugh at me! Don't you dare judge me!

    Frank: Oh, give me a break, will ya? I didn't tell you to fuck everybody in the hotel!

  • Frank: The people who hire me, they don't have to be convinced to save their own lives.

  • Frank: This is the night.

  • Fletcher 'Fletch' Marron: You're the new bodyguard aren't you.

    Frank: [Smiles] What do you know about it?

    Fletcher 'Fletch' Marron: I've got ears.

    Frank: Well i'll remember that!

  • Frank: I don't want to talk about this again.

  • Rachel: [after Frank has killed the culprit and is lying on the stage bleeding] It's not my blood! It's not me!

    [They get ready to restrain Frank]

    Rachel: Wait! He's my Bodyguard! Get some help!

    [to Frank]

    Rachel: Stay with me! Frank! Stay with me!

  • Devaney: [In the limo] We'll go straight back to the green room, right Frank? You got that, Tony?

    Frank: Tony knows what he is doing.

    Rachel: You know, I wish you guys would relax a little bit. Nothing bad's gonna happen out there. Alright?

    [Sits back]

    Rachel: Unless I lose the fuckin' award.

    [She laughs and Sy gives her a glare]

    Rachel: Jesus, what a group!

    [Puts on lipstick]

    Rachel: Screw it. I'm tired of worrying about it. When your time is up? It's up.Right, Frank?

  • Frank: It's Portman, the guy from Miami!

    Tony: Right, pencil neck?

  • Frank: You're too old to be this naive !

  • Rachel: [Skip is nervously prompting Rachel to return to her seat before her award category is presented] I'm moving as fast as I can, Skip, why don't you go twitch somewhere else?

  • Fletcher 'Fletch' Marron: She's real mad at you, isn't she?

    Fletcher 'Fletch' Marron: She told me she does not understand why you're being so shitty to her.

    Frank: I don't like it when you use language like that Fletcher.

    Frank: I spent a lot of time learning not to react to things like other people do; it's my job... It doesn't always work... Doesn't always work.

    Fletcher 'Fletch' Marron: I don't think I understand.

    Frank: I am an old man compared to you pal, and I don't understand either... I'm starting to get the feeling that I will never will.

  • Frank: [Pressing Kingman to the concrete, after firing gun] Stay down. Just stay down.

  • Rachel: *while being comforted by Frank* Do you want to know why I behave this way?