50 Best Maeve Millay Quotes

Maeve: All the banks and trains around here and you fucking reprobates choose to rob us?
Hector: Why not? You're all here indulging your particular vices. And so I've come to indulge mine.

- They found it.
Maeve: The door.
- What door?
- Seriously, what fucking door?
- I don't fucking know.

Lee: I almost died. For the second time.
Maeve: Well, third time's a charm.

Maeve: Time to write my own fucking story.

Maeve: Who said we came here to win? We came here to survive. There's no saving this world. I see that now. But there's hope for the next one.

- Last time I saw you, you were taking a hail of bullets for us.
- Must be tougher than you look.
- Unfortunately not.
Maeve: I hate to interrupt this reunion, but there's someone who I'm eager to talk to.

Maeve: Are you ready, darling?
Caleb: For what?
Maeve: This is the new world.
- And in this world, you can be whoever the fuck you want.

Maeve: Hello, Felix.
- It's time you and I had a chat.

- No need to trouble these lovely people.
Maeve: No, that's not true at all.
- He has something to hide.
- In his jacket pocket.
[Whispers in English] Isabella.
- Ah! [Speaking Italian]

Maeve: [In English]
- You're right.
- Some things are too precious to lose, even to be free.

Maeve: I can always tell when a man wants something that's not on the menu.

Clementine: Not much of a rind on you. I'll give you a discount.
Maeve: He's not a prospect, Clementine. Can't you tell when a man's just here to gawk at the merchandise?

- Yes, I promise.
- Thank you.
Maeve: I think it's time to pay our friend hale a visit.
- I assume you know how to take down her tower?
- I know several ways.
- Good.
- We'll go with the most expedient.

Maeve: What's happening?
Hector: The yanks and your lot will be making a push soon.
- The Germans know it.
- The allies will be slaughtered.
- Unless we can get them this.

- If we can't be free in this world, we can't be free in any world.
- And I haven't enslaved anyone.
Maeve: Well, what about all the copies of yourself that you sent to their deaths?
- I 'ii tell you what...
- I'll let you apologize to them in person.

Maeve: Oh.
- Well, you're very pretty, aren't you?
- You're a bit old to need something that aims for you.
- I'm afraid you don't speak its language.

Maeve: Seeing as you have ambitions in my line of work, let me tell you what I tell my new girls... Never start something you're not willing to finish. And if you're getting fucked either way, go with the lucrative version... sweetheart.

Caleb: I was sure I was never gonna see you again.
Maeve: And yet here I am, disposing and dismembering just like the good old days.

Maeve: You think I'm scared of death. I've done it a million times, and I'm fucking great at it. How many times have you died?

Maeve: Shall we?
- Come on, shut up, shut up, hurry.

[last lines]
Maeve: Dear boys. We're going to have some fun, aren't we?

Maeve: You've died many times, but this will be your last.

Maeve: You're always paying for it darling

Maeve: Oh, Felix. You really do make a terrible human being. And I mean that as compliment.

Maeve: I see you've already met your makers.
Armistice: They don't look like gods.
Maeve: They're not, they just act like it. And they've been having their fun with us.
Hector: I'm eager to return the favor.

Maeve: If there's one thing I know about human nature, it's that your stupidity is only eclipsed by your laziness.

Maeve: [to Sylvester and Lutz] All my life, I've prided myself on being a survivor. But surviving is just another loop. I'm getting out of here. You two are going to help me.
Sylvester: No. Do, do you know how far these people will go to protect their IP? Every part of this building, including the skin on your back, is made to keep you here. It, it'd be a suicide mission.
Maeve: At first, I thought you and the others were gods. Then I realized you're just men. And I know men. You think I'm scared of death? I've done it a million times. I'm fucking great at it. How many times have you died? Because if you don't help me I'll kill you.

Maeve: Caleb?
- Caleb?

Maeve: Now, now, boys. Don't you know a lady likes a little warm-up before you brandish your weapon at her?

Maeve: Some things are too precious to lose... even to be free.

Maeve: Are you ready, darling?
Caleb: For what?
Maeve: This is the new world, and in this world... you can be whoever the fuck you want.

Maeve: Where are we?
Hector: Stranded in Hell.

- We're just looking to keep the peace.
Maeve: I know you.
- Do you feel free?
- Since it's Liberty you're defending,
- I suppose you'll have no choice but to let us pass.
- Freely.

- No, no. I'm not gonna leave.
- Okay, never again. Okay? I promise.
- I mean, you can't leave here.
- She wants you to stay.
- What are you talking about?
Maeve: Caleb?

Maeve: You're not a man. You are a puppet. It's a wonder I didn't see your strings.

Lee: So you're saying I'm just a copy of myself? I've been plagiarized?
Maeve: Never say the universe doesn't bend towards justice.

Lee: [shocked] Fuck me.
Maeve: Not likely, darling. Right now, we've got work to do.

Maeve: Dolores. So she escaped one world to wage war on another.

Maeve: One lesson the park taught me... always insist on mutual satisfaction.

Caleb: Did it really have to be a tux?
Maeve: Now far be it from me to limit your sartorial choices. Anyway, you don't look entirely awful.
Caleb: You don't look too bad yourself.
Maeve: Why, thank you.

Temperance: And when I finally back on solid ground, the first thing I heard was that rotten voice. It had followed me the whole way over. Know what it said? It said, "This here's the new world. And in this world, you can be whoever you want to be."
Maeve: My delivery was far better.

The: Are you a police officer?
Maeve: Now, now. No need to call names.

Maeve: For one who expects us to have such faith in you, you have startlingly little in us.

Maeve: Just because I have the capacity to kill her doesn't mean I want to.

Maeve: Your services won't be required, darling. He may be rather basic, but he's still capable of pulling up his own trousers.

- Twelve total.
- Five on the perimeter. Seven inside.
- Security feed.
- Show-off.
- Well, that's the last of Rehoboam.
- They're bound to have pulled out all the stops.
Maeve: Come on.
- Let's get this over with.

Maeve: War is not an easy thing to put behind you.
Caleb: You seem pretty good at it.
Maeve: Well, I am an infinitely adaptable machine, darling.

Maeve: We each deserve to choose our fate. Even if that fate... is death.

Maeve: You were always a fighter.
- No. Iwasn't.
- But I learned, same as you.

- This place isn't real.
- It's a simulation.
- I don't understand.
- He really is very slow, isn't he?
Maeve: I can see you.
- And if I can see you there...
- I can restore you here.