Frank: My name's Frank. Elsie: That's a terrible name. Frank: (shrugs) It's the only one I've got. Elsie: Perhaps we can find you a new one.
Frank's attempts to invite Elsie to dinner.
Elsie: Invite me to dinner, Frank? Frank: What? Elsie: (gives him a look) Frank: Would you like to have dinner? Elsie: Women don't like questions. Frank: Join me for dinner. Elsie: Too demanding. Frank: Join me for dinner? Elsie: Another question. Frank: (thinks for a moment) I'm having dinner, if you'd care to join me. Elsie: (smiles at him)
When the two thugs are trying to break into Frank's hotel room and he calls the reception for help.
Frank: (into the phone) Hello? Please help! Concierge: (answering phone) Buongiorno, signore. Frank: Buongiorno- I, I need help! There are two men trying to break down the door... Concierge: I see, what kind of problem do you have with the door, sir? Frank: No, no, no! There are two men with guns trying to break in! Dos hombres, con... con pistolas! Concierge: Your Spanish is excellent, sir. Frank: Thank you... (The thugs start to shoot out the door lock) Frank: Ah, I gotta go! (Frank drops the phone and exits through the window) Concierge: Sir? (slams down the receiver) American!
Fleeing his would-be assailants, Frank runs along rooftops, leaps across a gap to an awning, and dashes through a crowded marketplace... in his pajamas. The chase ends when he runs into a policeman (literally), and is promptly arrested. (Yes, the whole sequence is very reminiscent of Jack Sparrow.)
After Frank narrowly escapes the two thugs.
Policeman: You wish to report a murder. Frank: Attempted murder. Policeman: That's not so serious. Frank: Not when you downgrade it from murder. But when you upgrade it from room service, it's quite serious.
Right after Shaw strangles an incompetent minion with a measuring tape.
Shaw: (checking new suit in mirror) Does it look all right? Bodyguard: (nervous) Yes. Like always. Shaw: What's always? Bodyguard: Very good. Shaw: Yes, I think it looks all right.
Shaw referring to Alexander's stealing millions of dollars from him.
You know, Alexander was like a son to me. I loved him. That brilliant, playful, disrespectful young bastard. I even thought that he and I were two of a kind. Oh, I took great pleasure in never knowing what this man would do next. Until one day what he did next didn't give me any pleasure at all.
At the end, as the two are escaping on a boat.
Elsie: Twenty million dollars worth of plastic surgery and that's the face you choose? Frank: You don't like it? Elsie: (smiles) It will do.
