Top 50 Quotes From Mission: Impossible - Rogue Nation

William: There's no more IMF. I've been ordered to bring everyone in.
Ethan: I understand, Brandt. We didn't have this conversation. I've disappeared in London, you don't know where I am, If I'm dead or alive.
William: This man you saw, can you find him?
Ethan: I won't stop until I do.
William: This may very well be our last mission, Ethan. Make it count.

Ilsa: You have everything you need to find me.

Benji: [coming down to Ilsa and Ethan] You see? What did I tell you? Difficult? Absolutely. But certainly not... Jesus. Is he all right? What happened?

Janik: [after Ethan and Ilsa rescue Benji] What do I do?
Lane: Kill the woman. I need Hunt alive.
[the Syndicate members then start to surround Ethan and Ilsa. After a brief pause, the Syndicate starts attacking and Ilsa gets her gun out and fires at them. Shootout ensues]

[last lines]
William: Welcome to the IMF, Mr. Secretary

Benji: Let me guess. Presumed dead?
Ethan: Well tonight, I just made it official.

Benji: If you're going to bring me all this way, you could at least give me something a bit more, you know, dramatic.
Ethan: Benji, we're trying to keep a low profile. You want drama, go to the opera.

Ethan: So the key to crushing Lane is sitting in a computer, just waiting for someone to take it.
Benji: So, why hasn't Lane just sent someone to steal it?
Ilsa: Oh, he has. He sent me. And I can tell you... it's impossible.

Luther: You need to understand something. Ethan is my friend. And if I have one SECOND of doubt whose side you're on...
[starts glaring at Brandt seriously]
William: I believe you.

Ethan: The Syndicate is real. A rogue nation, trained to do what we do.
Benji: An anti-IMF.

Ethan: The show's about to start, Benji.
Benji: Right.
Ethan: Just take your position. Tell me what you see.
Benji: Okay.
Ethan: Nice tux, by the way.
[Benji looks around trying to find Ethan]

Chairman: And you Mr. Brandt, how can you justify this deception?
William: I can neither confirm nor deny details of any operation without the Secretary's approval.

Lane: [while Benji is strapped to a bomb and Lane demands the ledger] Where is the disc?
Benji: Where is the disc?
Ethan: You're looking at it. I am the disc.

Ilsa: You kill innocent people.
Lane: I helped my government kill many innocent people and more. So much more. Killing to keep things as they were. And now I'm killing to bring about change.
Ilsa: I think Ethan Hunt would disagree.
Lane: Ethan Hunt is a gambler. And one day his luck will run out, and thousands of innocent people will pay the price. Which one of us will be the villain then?

Ethan: [Ethan is hanging to the side door of the plane] Benji, open the door!
Benji: Ethan? How did you get in the plane?
Ethan: I'm not in the plane, I'm ON the plane! Open the door!
Benji: Yeah, yeah, yeah, right!
[opens the rear door]
Benji: Ha! How's that?
Ethan: That's the wrong door!
Luther: [notices the rear door opened] Not that door, Benji, the other door!
Benji: Oh, yeah, sorry!

Benji: [Ethan wants to drive the car just after he was resuscitated after drowning in a water tank] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Are you OK to drive? A minute ago you were DEAD!
Ethan: What are you talking about?
Benji: [Benji gets in the car] This is not gonna end well.

[first lines]
William: [on the phone] Benji? Benji, do you copy? Benji?
Benji: [grunts] Shit.
William: Where is Ethan?
Benji: [crouching in a field] Uh, I can't talk right now.
William: The package is on the plane.
Benji: Yeah, I know. We're currently formulating a plan B. Although, technically, it's a plan C.
William: This isn't going very well...
Benji: I am aware of that, Brandt. You're not helping.
William: Where's Ethan?
Benji: I don't know. We're on radio silence.
William: That plane cannot take off with the package on it. Do you understand?
Luther: [interjecting] We're working on it.
William: Luther? What the hell are you doing there? You're supposed to be on assignment in Malaysia!
Luther: I *am* in Malaysia. I've been here two days. Benji needed my help.
Benji: I didn't need help. I just needed assistance. It's a different thing.
William: [miffed] The package is still on the plane.

Recorded: Good evening, Mr. Hunt. The weapons you recovered in Belarus were confirmed to be VX nerve gas, capable of devastating a major city. The bodies of the air crew were found less than 24 hours after they landed in Damascus. They were identified as low level Chechen separatist, with neither the access nor the ability to acquire the weapons they were transporting. This would support your suspicion that a shadow organization is committed to inciting revolution by enabling acts of terror in nations friendly to Western interests. IMF suspects this to be the same shadow organization you have been tracking for the last year also known as the Syndicate. IMF would be right. Normally, you and your team would be tasked with infiltrating and disrupting this terrorist network, but we have taken steps to ensure that this will not happen. Because we are the Syndicate, Mr. Hunt, and now we know who you are. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to face your fate. Pursue us, you'll be caught. Resist us, you'll be killed. And your precious Secretary will disavow any knowledge of your actions. Good luck, Mr. Hunt. This message will self-destruct in 5 seconds.

Ethan: You're free now. Where will you go?
Ilsa: I don't know. I've done my part.
Ethan: Yeah.
Luther: Ethan, we got to go!
Ilsa: [Ethan and Ilsa embrace] You'd better hurry now.
Ethan: Good luck.
Ilsa: You know how to find me.
[drives away]

Ethan: [to Ilsa after she assists his escape] We've never met before, right?

Lane: Human nature, my weapon of choice...

Ilsa: Are you ordering me to kill Hunt?
Atlee: Good God, no. Nothing so crude as that. No... Lane will order you. And to regain his trust, you will do it.
Ilsa: You sent me to do a job. I did it. Now you bring me in!
Atlee: Might I remind you, you are without a country of your own? The Director of the CIA called me, inquiring about you personally. Of course, to protect your cover, I had to lie. So, as far as the Americans are concerned, you're a rogue assassin, a target of opportunity. Precious few people know about your true identity. It would be unfortunate if we forgot. You see, there really is no choice, Ilsa. You're going back.
[Ilsa walks away]
Atlee: Glad to know you're still with us.

Lane: Face to face. Just as you wished, Ethan.

Ethan: What's happening?
Luther: I can't open it.
Ethan: What do you mean, you can't open it?
Luther: I mean I can't open it, ever.
Benji: That's a red box?
William: A what?
Ethan: It's a red box. The British government uses them to transport state secrets.
William: Doesn't sound good.
Benji: Meaning it's triple-encrypted. You're not getting into that thing unless you have fingerprints, retinal scan, and a voice phrase spoken by a specific individual.
Ethan: The Prime Minister of Great Britain himself.
Benji: Yes, him.
William: So what you're saying is there is no ledger, which means we have no proof that the Syndicate even exists. So we're back to square one, only now we are all wanted by CIA. I'm so proud of us.
Benji: What I don't understand is why is there a red box sat in a private data vault in Morocco?
Luther: And why would Lane want it if he can't open it?
Benji: If Lane wants it, you can bet he has a plan to open it. Ah, and we just helped him steal it.
Luther: He's going to take the Prime Minister.
Ethan: Yes, he is. The question is how.

Ethan: [Ethan, Ilsa, Benji, Luther and Brandt have captured Lane in a glass box] Gentlemen, this is Solomon Lane. Mr. Lane, meet the IMF.

Luther: So what do we do now?
Ethan: Please tell me you made a copy of that disk.
Benji: Of course I made a copy.
William: So where are we going?

Record: It really is you... I've heard stories. They can't all be true.

[first lines]
William: Benji? Benji, are you there?

William: [Brandt and Luther are searching for Ethan and Benji in Morocco in a 4x4 car] I thought you said you could find 'em.
Luther: I said I could LOCATE 'em. You have to find 'em.
William: Right.
[Ethan and Benji crash into a nearby car. Luther waves his hand and Ethan waves back]
William: Found 'em.
[Brandt attempts to follow them just to find out that Ethan and Brandt are being chased by gang of motorcyclers which pass by their car]
William: It's a high-speed chase and you just had to get the 4x4! Didn't you?
Luther: Don't blame me. You chose the car!
William: You just had to have it!
[follows the cyclers]
Luther: Look at it! Look at how slow you are going. Speed it up!

Lane: [Ethan's phone rings twice] I have a job for you, Ethan, and for the sake of your friend you will do it.
Ethan: I'm listening.
Lane: Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to bring me the unlocked disk by midnight tonight. Now say the words, please.
Ethan: I accept.
Lane: Yes, I knew you would.

Ethan: [Ethan and Benji are in a car which is flying mid-air] You have your seatbelt on?
Benji: You're asking me that NOW?

Lane: Twice now you've let him slip away. Curious.
Ilsa: Are you questioning my loyalty or my ability?
Lane: Can't decide.
Ilsa: I've told you before: Trust me, or kill me. But if you're gonna kill me be a man.
[tosses Lane a bodyguard's gun]
Ilsa: Do it yourself.
[Lane shoots guard next to Ilsa]

Ethan: I know you, Lane. Somewhere along the line you had a crisis of faith. Human life didn't matter anymore, or maybe it never really did. Either way, you killed too many innocent people without ever asking who was giving the orders or why. You blamed the system for what you are, instead of yourself. You wanted revenge, but Rome wasn't destroyed in a day. You needed help, you needed the money, a lot of it. And you'll stop at nothing to get it. That's how I know I'm going to put you in a box.

Benji: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Are you okay to drive? A minute ago you were dead.
Ethan: What are you talking about?
Benji: This is not going to end well.

Alan: Hunt is uniquely trained and highly motivated - a specialist without equal - immune to any countermeasures. There is no secret he cannot extract, no security he cannot breach, no person he cannot become. He has most likely anticipated this very conversation and is waiting to strike in whatever direction we move. Sir, Hunt is the living manifestation of destiny - and he has made you his mission.

Ilsa: Unfortunately, even if you could make it through every other security measure, you won't beat the last one.
Benji: So what you're saying is, no mask can beat it. We're busted before we even get into the vault and I wind up in a Moroccan jail playing mummies and daddies with Ahmad the Strangler.

Ethan: I have a way out. Interested?
Ilsa: Lead the way.

Benji: [sarcastic] Join the IMF! See the world! On a monitor. In a closet.

Benji: Well, how long will it take to free swim from the intake to the service hatch?
Ilsa: Two minutes, with the current at full power.
Benji: Then you just have to hold your breath for two minutes.
Ethan: What about installing the security profile?
Benji: Well, that's gonna be, like, a minute, tops.
Ethan: So I have to hold my breath for *three* minutes.
Benji: [cavalierly] You can do that.
Ilsa: What I think you're overlooking is the physical exertion. The more you exert yourself, the faster you consume oxygen.
Benji: Don't worry about him, all right? All he has to do is install the fake profile before I get to the gait analysis. You said it yourself, it's the only way.
[chuckles]
Benji: That doesn't sound "impossible".

Ilsa: And what brings you gentlemen to Casablanca?
[Ethan shows her the lipstick]

Benji: What the fuck? She tried to shoot me!
Ethan: That doesn't make her a bad person.

William: Tell me it is possible to pull facial recognition off a sketch.
Luther: For mere mortals, no. For me, I could've done this at home.
William: How long is this gonna take?
Luther: Found her. CCTV picked her up at the airport in Casablanca.
William: [the computer screen shows that Ilsa Faust is a disavowed agent] What the hell?
Luther: She's bad news.

Ethan: I can't protect you, that's why I need you to leave.
Benji: That's not your decision to MAKE, Ethan! I am a FIELD AGENT, I know the risks! More than that, I am your FRIEND, no matter what I tell the polygraph every week! Now you CALLED ME because you needed my help! And you still do! So I am STAYING! And that is all we are gonna say about that!

Ethan: Chief Atlee, kind of you to accept our invitation.
[shoots Atlee with a tranquilizer gun]
Atlee: [dazed] Do you know who I am?
Ethan: We know you created the Syndicate. But Lane went rogue and turned it against you, didn't he? And you've been desperately trying to cover it up. That's why you erased the disk when she brought it to you.
Atlee: That's true.
Ethan: Now, Director Hunley has some questions for you regarding Ilsa Faust. Namely, how you framed her.
Atlee: That's also true.
Ethan: [to Hunley] It's the antidote.
William: When the Prime Minister found out about the Syndicate, Atlee attacked him.
Prime: [dazed] Yes, that's true.
William: And then you saved the Prime Minister, sir.
Prime: Did he? I'm very grateful.

Ilsa: If we're being honest, you're a terrorist.
Lane: If that were true, then my goal would be to spread fear. But my methods are far more surgical.
Ilsa: You kill innocent people.
Lane: I helped my government kill many innocent people and more, so much more. Killing to keep things as they were. And now I'm killing to bring about change.

Ethan: And option three?
Ilsa: Come away with me. Right now.
Luther: Oh, boy.

Record: We're about to close.
Ethan: I won't be long.
Record: Are you looking for anything in particular?
Ethan: Something rare.
Record: Let me guess... Classical?
Ethan: Jazz.
Record: Sax?
Ethan: Coltrane.
Record: Piano?
Ethan: Monk.
Record: Shadow Wilson on bass.
Ethan: Shadow Wilson played drums.
Record: Know why... they call him Shadow?
Ethan: Because he had a light touch.
Record: You're in luck. I have a first pressing.

[repeated line]
Ethan: Desperate times, desperate measures.

William: We good?
Ethan: Things got a little out of hand.
Benji: [becomes conscious] Wow! look out!

Ilsa: One more time. You'll have three minutes. Two and a half minutes to switch the security profile. Thirty seconds to escape through the service hatch.
Benji: Remember, conserve oxygen. Don't move a muscle if you don't have to.