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Red Eye is a american film of genre Drama directed by Wes Craven released in USA on 19 august 2005 with Rachel McAdams

Red Eye (2005)

Red Eye
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Jackson Rippner

Facebook Share this quote on facebook Sometimes bad things happen to good people.

Facebook Share this quote on facebook Pretty clear thinking given the circumstances. Wait, let me guess, some stress management courses? They're really paying off. When we get out of this, I may have to steal you.

Facebook Share this quote on facebook I never lied to you, Leese. You know why? 'Cause it doesn't serve me.

Facebook Share this quote on facebook Lisa, whatever female-driven, emotion-based dilemma you may be dealing with right now, you have my sympathy. But for the sake of time and sanity, let's break this down into a little male-driven fact-based logic. One simple phone call saves your dad's life.

Lisa Reisert

Facebook Share this quote on facebook Where's your male-driven fact-based logic now Jack?


Dialogue

Facebook Share this quote on facebook Jackson: Are you all right?
Lisa: If I say yes, are you gonna ask me if I’m sure?
Jackson: No, no, that’s your dad’s department.
Lisa: Yeah, I’m fine, I… earlier today I had some cheap wine at the funeral, and combined with the cheap vodka… I blame you for that part.
Jackson: Well, I feel terrible now.
Lisa: You should.
Jackson: Oh, I do.

Facebook Share this quote on facebook Lisa Reisert: So what is it you do?
Jackson Rippner: Government overthrows, flashy high-profile assassinations. The usual.
Lisa Reisert: O.K. Why don't you just tell me what you do?
Jackson Rippner: I already did.

Facebook Share this quote on facebook Lisa Reisert: Is it Jack for short?
Jackson Rippner: No. I haven't gone by Jack since I was ten years old. [pause] Last name's Rippner.
Lisa Reisert: Jack Rippner... Jack theee... oooohhhh.
Jackson Rippner: There you go.
Lisa Reisert: That wasn't very nice of your parents.
Jackson Rippner: That's what I told them. Before I killed them.

Facebook Share this quote on facebook [Lisa has finally convinced Jackson to let her go to the lavatory]
Jackson: Okay. I trust you.
Lisa: And I need my purse.
Jackson: Not that much!

Facebook Share this quote on facebook Lisa: Whatever you say.
Jackson: What, no questions?
Lisa: What good have they done me so far?
Jackson: Best question you’ve asked all night.

Facebook Share this quote on facebook Lisa: It happened in a parking lot, the scar, two years ago, in the middle of the day. He held a knife to my throat the whole time. Ever since I've been trying to convince myself of one thing over and over.
Jackson: That it was beyond your control.
Lisa: No, that it would never happen again. [she stabs him in the neck with a pen]

Facebook Share this quote on facebook Lisa Reisert: Please, just stop whoever's outside my dad's house!
Jackson Rippner: I already have, by twice intercepting these little communiques! You know, if they'd have fallen into the hands of a by-the-book stewardess, she'd have gone straight to the cockpit and we'd have landed somewhere else! If that happens, Leese, our guy in the BMW's gonna know about it, so do Dad a favor and stop gambling with his life!

Facebook Share this quote on facebook [after the bomb incident at Lux Atlantic]
Marianne Taylor: Lisa! Do you have any idea what we've been through? First, there was no reservation. [smiles forcedly at Cynthia] Then, our ceiling exploded. I got chunks of plaster all over me. I could get asthma.
Lisa Reisert: I'm so sorry, Mrs. Taylor. Is there anything we can do to make it up to you?
Marianne Taylor: Yes. Start by cleaning house. Get rid of her. She is completely useless.
Bob Taylor: Absolutely. And cheeky, too.
Lisa Reisert: I see. Well... [she looks over at Cynthia, then to the Taylors] Here's what you can do. You can fill out a comment card at our front desk.
Marianne Taylor: A comment card? [indignantly to Bob] She asked us to fill out a comment card.
Bob Taylor: You want us to fill out a comment card?
Lisa Reisert: Yes, I do. And after you've finished, you can go ahead and just shove it up your ass.
[both Taylors are struck dumb by this sentence]
Cynthia: Yeah. [as she walks away with Lisa, arm in arm] You are so my hero.
Lisa Reisert: Let's open the bar.
Cynthia: Champagne?
Lisa Reisert: Oh, anything but a bay breeze.