Leverage Quotes
Hardison: I spent three days hacking into the White House emails - no buzz.
Sophie: See?
Hardison: But we are doing some pretty hinky stuff in Pakistan...hinky.
Sophie: Look, I'm miserable, they're miserable. (To Eliot) Okay, what--what have you been doing the last six months?
Eliot: I was in Pakistan.
Eliot: You quit drinking? How'd you know about this place then?
Nate: I rent a condo upstairs.
Eliot: You rent a condo above a bar?
Nate: That's right.
Eliot: Oh, that's very...Catholic.
Grifter, hitter, hacker, thief. You're all trying to solve your version of the crime instead of just trying to...solve the crime. There's a reason we work together.
Nate
Blackpoole: Are you here to kill me, Nate?
Nate: Not tonight.
Blackpoole: In that case, come in. There's shrimp.
Nate: I do love shrimp
Eliot: It's your turn to be in the dumpster.
Hardison: Nah, man, I have peanut allergies. What if somebody threw in some extra crunchy Skippy? Do you want to give me mouth to mouth?
Hardison: I literally cannot make this slower or any more boring. You know why they say, "Justice wears a blindfold"? So you can't see that Justice is asleep.
Nate: I am sure there's whole reservoirs of boring you have yet to plumb.
Everything I learned about people, I learned ringing doorbells and in a bow tie. Parker never had that. I mean, jumping from a sky scraper, she's cool. But making small talk, it's like pure terror.
Hardison
Juror 7: (whispering to Parker) I hope the rest of this case is this good. (laughs)
Parker: (whispering back) What'd you have for breakfast? You smell like gravy.
Cop: What business do you have here in Florida?
Nate: I like the outlet malls.
In the event of a water landing, your seat cushion can be used as a flotation device. But let's face it, if this thing goes down in the water, more than likely, the impact will kill you.
Parker
Parker: Look, flying isn't really all that scary when you think about it. I mean, there are a lot more likely ways to die than on a plane: car crash, house fire, electrocution, drowning, auto-erotic asphyxiation. I mean, fact is, death haunts us every day, no matter where we are.
Derrick Clark: No, no cops. If they find out we contacted the police, they'd kill her.
Sophie: They're not cops, I promise you. They're friends of mine, you can trust them.
Derrick Clark: Why should I trust you? I don't know who you are.
Sophie: I'm a thief.
Derrick Clark: Okay,...I'm not sure what to do with that!
