Live Free or Die Hard2007

[Mai Linh is posing as an FBI agent on a line directing McClane and Farrell's car. Farrell recognizes Mai's voice]

Matt Farrell:
That's her!

John McClane:
"Her" who?

Agent Johnson:
What're you talking about?

Matt Farrell:
It's them.

John McClane:
Are you saying it's "them" them?

Matt Farrell:
I swear to you, I know her! I would know her voice anywhere! [McClane picks up his handset] Don't say anything! Don't...

John McClane:
Just keep your mouth shut for a minute. [speaks into the radio. Mai, along with Gabriel and several other henchmen, listen in] Hey, Metro, how's your day going over there? Gotta be pretty, uh, crazy over there, what with all those 587s, huh?

Mai Linh:
Yes sir; we've had to dispatch all units.

John McClane:
Yeah, you had to dispatch all units for all the naked people walking around? Cut the bullshit, honey, just put your boss on.

[Mai passes her headset over to Gabriel as the two FBI vehicles turn onto another street]

Thomas Gabriel:
[over radio] Officer McClane.

John McClane:
It's Detective McClane, a**hole. Don't worry, though, we're gonna have plenty of time to get to know each other when I come visit you in prison. [Trey begins pulling up information on McClane on his computers]

Thomas Gabriel:
But, John, I already know so much about you: your address in Brooklyn; payments on your mortgage; how long you've been a member of the NYPD; and how's Holly? [We see that he's pulled up Holly's license plate and information] Well that's sad - you're divorced. Was that tough on little Jack and Lucy? [He pulls up McClane's pension fund] Now this is sad: after 30 years I'd have thought you'd have a better pension plan than what I see here. Oh, and it gets worse: [presses a button that wipes out McClane's 401k] your 401k no longer exists! Tell you what, let me make it up to you: shoot Mr. Farrell in the head and drive away, and by the time you reach the end of the next block, all your debts will be wiped clean, and your children will be set for life.