20 Best Bad Boys for Life Quotes

Marcus: So, what you gonna do when you see him? You really gonna put your son behind bars?
Mike: No. I'm gonna kill him.
Marcus: Kill him? You really gonna kill your own son, Mike?
Mike: I'm gonna put him in a fucking bag.
Marcus: You realize you will go to hell?
Mike: I don't believe in hell, Marcus.
Marcus: Well, it believes in you. I mean, killing your own son. Brother, that's a darkness that swallows you whole.
Mike: Well, maybe I've already been swallowed. I died, remember? I'm ending this shit, man.

Captain: It's a war on the goddamn law!

Marcus: You're dyeing your goatee, Mike.
Mike: What?
Marcus: You're dyeing your goatee.
Mike: I'm not dyeing my goatee.
Marcus: Yeah, that's Midnight Cocoa Bean. I recognise that shit.

Marcus: [to Mike] Do you want your legacy to be muscle shirts and body counts?

Captain: The horse represents all of our fears and traumas and it's got us running around a hundred miles an hour to the point where we can't even answer a simple question: Where are you going? Where are you going Mike? Mike, you gotta take control of your life. You gotta grab the reins before your horse runs you off a cliff.

Mike: [Repeated line] Marcus you can't see shit

[first lines]
Marcus: [speeding through the streets of Miami] MIKE!
Mike: Whooo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooooo!
Marcus: What the hell are you doing?
Mike: It's called driving, Marcus.

Marcus: Hurry! I can feel my ass cooking!

Marcus: Mike... you fucked a married witch?
Mike: All the shit I just said and that was your takeaway?

Marcus: [on a plane, to Mike] She'll make your eyes melt into your stupid ass head. She'll make your dick fall off.
[realises the girl sat next to him is listening]
Marcus: I meant penis. You should be minding your own business anyway.

Mike: [during a gunfight] Big man, I'm gonna need you to hurt some people! I'll pay for the therapy!
Dorn: I'm gonna need it!

Mike: [on Armando] He's the right age. He's crazy like me. He's ruthless like me. He's fearless like me. He's the fucked-up me.
Marcus: No, Mike. *You* the fucked-up you.

[Lowrey gets out of his Porsche 911. Burnett opens the passenger door and accidentally hits a fire hydrant]
Mike: Hey!
Marcus: [struggling to get out while banging the door on the fire hydrant] Oh, shit! Oh!
Mike: Come on, man!
Marcus: You can get that buffed out.
Mike: No. You can get that buffed out.

[Mike "shortcuts" to the hospital by driving his Porsche across the beach]
Mike: Sorry, rich white people!
Marcus: [showing his badge] We're not just black, we're cops too! We'll pull ourselves over later!

Marcus: I'mma penetrate this man's soul wit my heart.
Mike: What?

[the rookie cops start singing 'Bad Boys' in front of Lowrey and Burnett]
Mike: Hey, hey hey! Hey! Uh-uh! No! No! Never. Y'all will never do that again.
Marcus: Yeah, and you fucking up the lyrics, which take a long time to learn.

Marcus: [after putting on his glasses] Shit! This is like HD!

Manny: [handcuffed to his own table] Yo, this ain't no fuckin' cop shit! What happened to reading me my rights? This is not how it's supposed to go! You know, you're supposed to ask me questions, and then I tell you, "go fuck yourself!"

Marcus: [during a heated argument with Mike] How *dare* you... I sat by your bedside, wiped the goddamn drool off your chin, and now *you* disrespect me like that in my own home?

Captain: [last words] We'll order pizza.