Kittridge: You want to shake hands with the devil, that’s fine with me. I just want to make sure that you do it in hell.
Luther: I’m going to miss being disreputable.
Ethan: Well, Luther, if it makes you feel any better, I’ll always think of you that way.
Franz Krieger: While we’re in Virginia let’s stop by Fort Knox. I’ll fly a helicopter through the lobby and land right inside the vault. And it would be a hell of a lot easier than breaking into the goddamn CIA!
Kittridge: I want him manning a radar tower in Alaska by the end of the day. Just mail him his clothes.
Ethan Hunt: Zero bodycount.
Franz Krieger: We’ll see.
Ethan Hunt: Relax Luther, it’s much worse than you think.
Luther Stickell: You really think we can do this.
Ethan Hunt: We’re going to do it.
Kittridge: I understand you’re very upset.
Ethan Hunt: Kittridge, you’ve never seen me very upset.