[after his Corvette ZR1 is wrecked]

Gabriel Cortez: You fucked up my car.

Sheriff Ray Owens: You fucked up my day off.
Sheriff Ray Owens: Welcome to Sommerton!
Sarah Torrance: I was scared shitless. I mean, I could barely keep my hands from shaking.

Sheriff Ray Owens: That's quite normal. I mean, everyone feels like that during a firefight. I'll tell you a secret. I'm probably more afraid then you are right now.

Sarah Torrance: Whoa... What? How can that be?

Sheriff Ray Owens: Because I've seen enough blood and death. I know what's coming.
[Sheriff Owens jumps into the diner for cover]

Irv: How are you sheriff?

Sheriff Ray Owens: Old.

Irv: Nah, you got a ways to go yet.
Agent John Bannister: Good for him. Good for him.
Burrell: Who the hell are you?

[Burrell pulls out his gun, but Owens shoots him in the forehead]

Sheriff Ray Owens: I am the Sheriff.
Sheriff Ray Owens: You make us immigrants look bad.
Sheriff Ray Owens: We are not going to let that guy come through our town without a fight.
Lewis Dinkum: [to Sheriff Owens] Wow, you lookin' jacked, you've been working out?
Lewis Dinkum: Vicky? She's my little Nazi-killer. 1939 Vickers gun. My little crazy bitch.
Burrell: Shoot anything that moves! If it doesn't move, shoot it anyway!
Gabriel Cortez: [having been stabbed in the leg with his own knife following a lengthy struggle] Okay... OKAY... 10... 20 million... 20 million dollars Just To Look The Other Way!

Sheriff Ray Owens: [bluntly] My Honor Is Not For Sale!

Gabriel Cortez: [screeching in frustration] FUCK YOUR HONOR!

[futilely starts dragging himself along the bridge towards Mexico]
[first lines]

State Trooper: [getting on the radio after being passed] Dispatch...

Dispatcher: Go ahead...

State Trooper: Contact the FAA and tell them some smart ass is flying a jet plane around out here without any lights.
Gabriel Cortez: Don't try to see death coming. You won't.
Diner Regular: You're talking to a 72 year-old man with high cholesterol, eating a bacon and cheddar omelet with extra cheddar. Do I look like I'm afraid of death?
Mrs. Salazar: [shoots unsuspecting bad guy]

Sheriff Ray Owens: Mrs. Salazar!

Mrs. Salazar: Sheriff!

Sheriff Ray Owens: Obliged.

Mrs. Salazar: Put the hurt on 'em, Ray!
[last lines]

Mayor: Ray? Ray! What in God's name happened to my car?

Sheriff Ray Owens: Well, next time don't park it in the fire zone.

[Owens and his deputies turn around and walk into the diner]

Sheriff Ray Owens: Schmuck.
Burrell: Look at that ass. I could kill for that ass.
The Lawyer: He says his arms hurts from where you grabbed him.

Agent John Bannister: He was reaching for something. I was worried for my life. So I tried to hit you. I should have hit you the fuck harder.

Man in Orange Suit: That's such bullshit.

Agent John Bannister: Oh, so now you speak English?

Man in Orange Suit: If you knew any Spanish, you'd know I was barely speaking it a minute ago.
Agent John Bannister: I got a psychopath in the Batmobile.
Gabriel Cortez: Death doesn't come when you expect it. Driving a racecar. Or in a gunfight. Death is waiting in the kitchen when you get up at night for a glass of milk. My niece. My sister's oldest. She was a good girl. I practically raised her. Then one night I find her pointing a Glock at me in the kitchen. If she hadn't hesitated, it would have been my brains splattered all over the marble floor instead of hers.
Burrell: If you don't want the silver you gotta take the lead.
Sheriff Ray Owens: Do you have stupid names for all your shit?

Lewis Dinkum: Only the shit I love!
[FBI finally arrives after the battle]

Frank Martinez: Here comes the cavalry.

Agent John Bannister: John Bannister FBI.

Sarah Torrance: Glad you could make it.
Sheriff Ray Owens: [about to fight Cortez] Game on.
Sheriff Ray Owens: [drops handcuffs at Cortez's feet] Put Them On

[glowers]

Sheriff Ray Owens: OR I WILL
Gabriel Cortez: [justifying] 3000 Mexicans come across the border, every day! You shouldn't mind, if one goes back?

Sheriff Ray Owens: [annoyed] You Give Immigrants... A Bad Name/Don't make us immigrants, look bad!

The Last Stand Quotes

Extended Reading

The Last Stand short comments

Bennie 2022-03-30 09:01:03

Kneeling and licking--
Omari 2022-04-23 07:01:55

Looking at the folds on the 66-year-old Governor's face and the muscles that are no longer so strong, he suddenly felt a deep sadness of the hero's twilight. Arnold is really old and can no longer run or jump, and the hand-to-hand combat at the end is also stumbling. Slowly and slowly, but the director really made good use of the reality of the old governor's passing. Several tributes are very similar, and the simple and rough tone of the whole film combined with the extremely sincere nostalgic style is really impressive It's hard not to bear...