Predators Quotes

Isabelle: You put us at risk yourself. You want to be on your own, you got it.
Royce: Why don't you tell them the truth?
Isabelle: I don't know what you're talking about.
Royce: You know what I'm talking about. The way you looked at that thing that was strung up, the way you reacted. She knows what it is.

Don't you?
Isabelle: We don't have a name for them. '87, Guatemala. A spec ops team went into the jungle. High end. Six men plus a CIA liaison. Only one made it out. In his debrief, he said they came in contact with something. He gave a detailed description. The thing on the totem. It wore some kind of camouflage that adjusted to ambient light. Made it nearly invisible in

our spectrum. It could see in infrared. Heat signatures. He used mud to block his. That's how he beat it. It hunted and killed his team, one by one.
Royce: Whatever it is, wherever they're from, we're going to kill them all. We set up a defensive perimeter. Make it look like we are holing up. That'll bring them to us. We force them into a choke point. We get them in

overlapping fields of fire. It can be done. I can't do it alone.

[Stans picks up an armored vest and is inspecting it]
Noland: [Acknowledging his imaginary friend] Hey. Yeah, I'll tell him.
[to Stans]
Noland: Hey, Agent Orange, you wanna put that down? Certain people around here are particular about other people messing with their shit.
[Stans puts down the vest]
Noland: Very

important, though. Disrupts the heat signature. You motherfuckers.
Royce: So, you killed one?
Noland: Uh-uh. I killed two. Maybe three. I can't remember.

Edwin: What are we gonna do?
Isabelle: We should go to higher ground.
Edwin: Really? We're on an alien hunting planet. You really think the solution is to walk more?
Royce: It wants us to run. That's how it hunts. This is its jungle. Its game. Its rules. We run, we die.
Isabelle: What's

the alternative?
Royce: We need to know what we're dealing with. Dog tracks go that way. We go after it.

[Isabelle is pointing her rifle at Royce, Nikolai and Cuchillo]
Royce: You want to lower the weapon?
Isabelle: [Isabelle shakes her head] I've never seen this jungle. And I've seen most.
Nikolai: All right, you think this is Asia? Maybe Africa?
Isabelle: Too hot for this time of year. And the topography

is all wrong. Amazon, maybe. I saw more parachutes.

[Stans and Mombasa are fighting. Then just as Stans goes to hit Mombasa with a log, he sees the rest of the group watching them]
Stans: You with him?
Isabelle: No.
[Mombasa shoves Stans off]
Stans: Then why don't you mind your own fucking business?
Isabelle: We have bigger problems right now.

Stans: Okay, "boss". Whatever you say.
Mombasa: [Grabs Stans] I will finish, what *you* started!
Stans: Strength in numbers huh?
Isabelle: Something like that.
Stans: Yeah, then maybe we should get that guy hanging in the tree?

[Deleted Scene]
Stans: Hey y'all motherfuckers! Y'all know I'm famous right? Number three on the FBI's Most Wanted list!
Edwin: What's your name?
Stans: Stans, Walter Stans.
Edwin: Oh shit! Yeah, I've heard of you.
Stans: Yeah, most people have. You want my autograph?

Cuchillo: Hey, I kill people for big money, a reason. You slaughtered thirty-six people for nothin'.
Stans: It's thirty-eight.
Edwin: Why?
Stans: Well, my lawyer said I was crazy. But you wanna know the real reason doc? Why the fuck not? God damn I love this humidity.
[to Royce]

Stans: Hey Tonto! How much further?

[Deleted Scene]
Stans: Hey, you tired?
Isabelle: Yeah.
Stans: Yeah. Yeah, you know I love fucking. Look, just hear me out okay? You're hot as shit and it's been a really long time for me. And if those things up there, if they ever get to us; we're never going to get to fuck again ever. This might be our last chance. So I was

thinkin'; you know what? Let's just do this thing. Let's get naked. Hot and wet, you and me, right here right now. And maybe I could find a sheet for you, you know. Get you some privacy or something.
Isabelle: Okay.
Stans: Really?
Isabelle: No.
Stans: Wow. Really? Okay, okay.