[Rane bursts into the cockpit with his gun pointed at the crew] Charles Rane: Who's in charge? Captain Whitehurst: I am! [Rane shoots the captain and then points his gun at the first officer] Charles Rane: Once again, who's in charge? First Officer: You are. Charles Rane: Excellent.
John Cutter: What do you want? Charles Rane:[holds hostage] Ohh, I have what I want. Control of the plane and everything on it. [presses gun to man's head] Must I prove that to you?
Charles Rane:[after asking hostage's name] Cutter, meet Douglas. John Cutter: Let him go. Charles Rane: Do you have any children, Douglas? Douglas: A daughter. Charles Rane: Ah, a family man. He has a daughter who loves him. And she, until your interference, had a father. [shoots Douglas]
[when asked what became of his father] Charles Rane: He died... violently.
Attorney Philips: Best we can hope for is to enter a pleas of insanity for you. Given your childhood history, we should be able to make that stick- Chalres Rane:[suddenly smashes his head on table, grabs him] Never mention my childhood! Have I made myself clear?? It is the nature of men to confuse genius with insanity! [lets go slowly] Now. Repeat after me. Charles Rane is not insane. Attorney Philips:[afraid] Charles.. Rane.. is not.. insane. Charles Rane: Again. Attorney Philips: Charles Rane.. is not.. insane. Charles Rane: Continue.
John Cutter: Charlie, ever played roulette? Charles Rane: On occasion. John Cutter: Well, let me give you a word of advice. Always bet on black!
Dwight Hendeson: The two agents you killed on the plane were friends of mine. Charles Rane: Thank you. I do enjoy knowing the people whose lives I've touched. John Cutter:[grabs neck] I'm gonna rip your damn throat out.. Charles Rane: While you're considering organ donations, you may want to give some thought to the passengers on board. Sly Delvecchio: What are you talking about, asshole? Charles Rane: If I'm not back and taking off at our scheduled time, my asociates have orders to start killing the rest of them in twenty minutes.
Charles Rane: Have you found out where they intend to take me? Attorney Philips: California. They have the death penalty. Charles Rane: It's a progressive state. I'll have to visit it sometime. Notify my people, they'll know what to do. Attorney Philips: There are witnesses that can put you in two airline bombings for the past year. Charles Rane: I'm responsible for twice that amount. Attorney Philips: Best we can hope for is to enter a pleas of insanity for you. Given your childhood history, we should be able to make that stick- Chalres Rane:[suddenly smashes his head on table, grabs him] Never mention my childhood! Have I made myself clear?? It is the nature of men to confuse genius with insanity! [lets go slowly] Now. Repeat after me. Charles Rane is not insane. Attorney Philips:[afraid] Charles.. Rane.. is not.. insane. Charles Rane: Again. Attorney Philips: Charles Rane.. is not.. insane. Charles Rane: Continue.
Charles Rane: You wouldn't take advantage of a helpless man. John Cutter: That never stopped you. Charles Rane: It's the American way, isn't it.. brother? You should know. You're used to being taken advantage of.
John Cutter: Plan not working out the way you wanted? Asshole? Charles Rane: Don't flatter yourself Cutter. You prevented nothing. Although it seems I may have underestimated you.
Charles Rane: Mr. Cutter, how kind of you to pay me a visit. You've been a worthy adversary. It's a shame we won't be seeing much more of each other. John Cutter: Let me tell you something. If anybody else gets hurt on that plane... it's gonna take a hell of a lot more than a prison cell to keep me from ripping your fucking nuts off. Charles Rane: I'd come to expect more from you than cheap vulgarities.
John Cutter: Now I'm sick of your shit! Charles Rane: You need the passengers, i need the plane. Put me back on board and the passengers will be released. John Cutter: Yeah right. I'm supposed to trust you? Charles Rane: Trust your instincts. John Cutter: My instincts are to wax your ass all over this floor! Charles Rane: Those are your emotions acting without the benefit of intellect.
Chief Biggs:[Talking on the aircraft radio] This is Chief Leonard Biggs, Lake Lucille Police Department. Now if you tell me what you want, I'll tell you what I can deliver. Charles Rane: I want this plane fully fueled. If I do not see a fuel truck in position and functioning in the next five minutes, you will be responsible for a great many deaths. Chief Biggs: I'm not fully authorized to grant any demands at this time. Charles Rane: I suggest you look out your window toward the plane just in front of the landing gear. Chief Biggs:[looks out the window and sees Forget drop the dead body of Captain Whitehurst off the plane] Charles Rane: I've just executed five passengers. I will execute five more every three minutes until you find someone who is authorized to meet my demands. Chief Biggs: Look, I want to help but how do I know you won't kill the rest of those passengers once I get you what you want? Charles Rane: Get the truck near the plane. As soon as the fuel begins to flow, I will release half the passengers. You will be responsible for saving a hundred lives all by yourself. Chief Biggs:[stalling] Look, I'll make some calls. Charles Rane: While you're on the phone, I will be killing another group of passengers. Let me know when I should stop.. Chief Biggs: Now wait, wait... Charles Rane: Do we have an agreement? Chief Biggs: Fuel's on its way. Charles Rane:[hangs up] Check and mate.