Roadblock: In the immortal words of Jay-Z: "Whatever deity may guide my life, dear lord don't let me die tonight. But if I shall before I wake, I'd accept my fate."
Joe Colton: You alright?
Lady Jaye: Yeah. Are you alright?
Joe Colton: My cholesterol's a little high.
Captain Duke Hauser: Drive it like you stole it!
Roadblock: As your good friend, you need a new catchphrase.
Lady Jaye: My dad could see me now...
Flint: What are you talking about?
Lady Jaye: He wouldn't believe it.
Flint: Why?
Lady Jaye: Third generation military. He desperately wanted a fourth. And my mom had me.
Flint: Well he must be really proud of you then.
Lady Jaye: He didn't believe in female soldiers. I finally asked him why. He said he didn't want to put his life in the hands of a woman. I enlisted the next day. Spent the next seven years trying to outrank him so he'd have to salute me.
Flint: Did it work?
Lady Jaye: He died before I got the chance.
Flint: I'm sorry.
Joe Colton: [offering his minitank] It idles a little rough in neutral.
Roadblock: I ain't gonna be in neutral.
Joe Colton: Hoo-ah.
Roadblock: What about you?
Joe Colton: DOD says I can't come out of retirement. They didn't say anything about reenlisting.
Lady Jaye: [in disguise] Mr President, Amy Vandervilt from Fox News.
Zartan: Oh, Fox, of course. That's why you look so fair and balanced.
Roadblock: [seeing Mouse is nervous] My first drop, I popped a live round into my mouth. It keeps your teeth from chattering. Give it a shot.
[gives him a bullet, which he puts into his mouth]
Mouse: Delicious.
Roadblock: Attaboy.
Roadblock: That's on the rise. Like your panties.
Captain Duke Hauser: You love my panties.
[pause]
Roadblock: That's an interesting choice of a joke. Of all the things you could say...
Captain Duke Hauser: Alright, okay, I'm just saying...
Roadblock: You love my panties?
Captain Duke Hauser: Are you going to shut up?
Roadblock: What does that mean?
Roadblock: I came here when I was fourteen, with a life expectancy of thirteen. I was bounced around from home to home until this... became my home. Guys would line up outside that door to fight me. They whooped my skinny ass so much I started to enjoy it. Until one winter, I grew eight inches, gained sixty pounds, punched a guy so hard he couldn't move his arm to tap out. Then
when the Joes came recruiting to the hood, I'd already beaten down half of it. I became a Joe to serve. In the field. So if we're fighting uphill, we take the hill.
Cobra Commander: Destro... you're out of the band.