Christopher Walken nel ruolo di...
Frank Abagnale
- Frank Abagnale Sr.: Two little mice fell in a bucket of cream. The first mouse quickly gave up and drowned. The second mouse, wouldn't quit. He struggled so hard that eventually he churned that cream into butter and crawled out. Gentlemen, as of this moment, I am that second mouse.
- Frank Abagnale Sr.: You know why the Yankees always win, Frank?
- Frank Abagnale, Jr.: 'Cause they have Mickey Mantle?
- Frank Abagnale Sr.: No, it's 'cause the other teams can't stop staring at those damn pinstripes.
- Frank Abagnale Sr.: She's so stubborn, your mother. Don't worry, I won't let her go without a fight. I've been fighting for her since the day we met.
- Frank Abagnale, Jr.: Dad, out of all those men - you were the one who took her home, remember that.
- Frank Abagnale Sr.: Two-hundred men sitting in that tiny social hall watching her dance. What was the name of that town?
- Frank Abagnale, Jr.: Montrichard, Dad.
- Frank Abagnale Sr.: I didn't speak a word of French, six weeks later she was my wife.
- Frank Abagnale Sr.: Where's your mother?
- Frank Abagnale, Jr.: I don't know. She said something about going to look for a job.
- Frank Abagnale Sr.: What's she gonna be, a shoe salesman at a centipede farm?
- Frank Abagnale Sr.: Do you know what would happen if the IRS found out I was driving around in a new coupe? I took the train here, Frank. I'm taking the train home.
- [Carl is looking around Frank Abagnale Sr.'s apartment, when he comes through the door]
- Frank Abagnale Sr.: [annoyed] Make yourself at home!
- Carl Hanratty: Frank Abagnale Sr.?
- Frank Abagnale Sr.: You're not a cop!
- Carl Hanratty: [flashes credentials] Special Agent Hanratty, FBI.
- Frank Abagnale Sr.: [now calmer] You're not a cop! My landlord told me you were not a cop. Well, if you're going to arrest me, I'd like to put on a different suit if that's okay with you.
- Carl Hanratty: No, no. I'm not here to arrest you. I'm looking for your son. He's in trouble. Do you know where he is?
- Frank Abagnale Sr.: If I tell you where he is, will you promise not to tell his mother?
- Carl Hanratty: Sure.
- Frank Abagnale Sr.: Frank made a fake I.D. and enlisted in the Marine Corps. He's over in Vietnam right now. That kid is halfway around the world, crawling through the damn jungle, fighting the Communists so... please, don't come to my home and call my boy a criminal, because that kid has more guts...
- Carl Hanratty: I never said he was a criminal, Mr. Abagnale. I said he was in trouble. If you'd like to give me a call and talk, here's my number.
- [Carl grabs a pen from a table filled with letters and writes down his information. As he peers down, he sees a letter from Frank giving his location as Riverbend Apartments, Atlanta, Georgia]
- Frank Abagnale Sr.: You're not a father, are you?
- Carl Hanratty: [looks back up] Pardon me?
- Frank Abagnale Sr.: If you were a father, you'd know. I would never give up my son. I would never give up my son.
- Carl Hanratty: Yes, sir. I understand.
- Frank Abagnale Sr.: ...I am your father.
- Frank Abagnale, Jr.: Then ask me to stop. Then ask me to stop.
- Frank Abagnale Sr.: You can't stop.