Baxley: Fuck me in the face with an aardvark.
Coyle: Hey, Baxley! If your mom's vagina were a video game, it'd be rated "E" for "Everyone."
Quinn McKenna: Get to the choppers!
[as the Predator is closing in to killing them all, he screams for everyone to jump on a set of motorcycle choppers nearby to get away]
Casey Bracket: [as she examines the Predator up close while he's strapped to a table] You are one beautiful motherfucker.
[Referring to the Predator Killer nanotech armor suit]
Dr. Yamada: What the hell is that?
Quinn McKenna: That's my new suit, bubba. I hope they got it in a 42 long.
[End credits roll. Enter: The Predator Killer]
Quinn McKenna: What's with the polygraph? I thought this was a psych eval.
VA Psych: We need to know if you pose a threat.
Quinn McKenna: Oh, I'm a sniper. Isn't posing a threat kind of the fucking point?
Nebraska Williams: [describing The Predator to McKenna's wife] Know who Whoopi Goldberg is? It's like an alien Whoopi Goldberg.
Casey Bracket: It's called the Predator. it hunts people for sport.
Nebraska Williams: Technically, that's not a predator. That's like...
Casey Bracket: Thank you.
Coyle: It's a hunter.
Casey Bracket: I said the same thing.
Traeger: [looking at the Predator's ship] What do you say, buddy? You think you can get us in there? Because I'm not sure that you can.
Rory McKenna: Nice reverse psychology. I can do that, too. Don't go fuck yourself.
Traeger: Gentlemen, remember... they're large, they're fast and fucking you up is their idea of tourism.
Quinn McKenna: Howdy.
Sapir: What, are you gonna kill us with a fucking tranq gun?
Quinn McKenna: You took my boy, so yeah.
[shoots Sapir in his eye]
Rory McKenna: Told you.
Traeger: Predators don't just sit around making hats out of rib cages. They conquered space.
Casey Bracket: I think they're attempting hybridization.
Quinn McKenna: You're just pulling this out of your ass.
Casey Bracket: Did you not see the new Predator? It's evolving.
Quinn McKenna: Or being upgraded.
Coyle: What's the difference between five big black guys and a joke? Baxley's mom can't take a joke.
Quinn McKenna: What are you?
Predator: What are you?
Quinn McKenna: Shut the fuck up.
Quinn McKenna: [introducing themselves] McKenna.
Nebraska Williams: Nebraska Williams.
Quinn McKenna: That's your real name?
Nebraska Williams: Gaylord.
Quinn McKenna: That's a good call, then.
