Bug: Now listen, monkey-boy! Compared to you humans, I'm on the top rung of the evolutionary ladder! So can it, all right?
Kay: You're breakin' my heart. Show me your face and I'll cure all your ills.
Agent J: Hey man, heck, how old are you?
Young Agent K: Twenty-nine.
Agent J: You got some city miles on you.
Agent J: ...K?
Young Agent K: How do you know my name?
Samuel Jones: If I stay here very long, I might misbehave. Somebody might have to kill me.
Wendell: We goin' in?
Ed Tom Bell: Gun out and up.
[Wendell takes his gun out.]
Wendell: What about yours?
Ed Tom Bell: I'm hidin' behind you.
Wendell: That's very linear Sheriff.
Ed Tom Bell: Well, age will flatten a man.
Mitch: The park is mine.
Colonel Hayes Hodges: I'll make you a deal. If you can tell me right now what the life expectancy was for second lieutenant dropped into a hot LZ in Vietnam in 1968, I'll tell you everything I remember about Ca Lu.
Major Mark Biggs: One week.
Colonel Hayes Hodges: Negative. Sixteen minutes. Sixteen fucking minutes. That's all I remember about Ca Lu.
Pete Perkins: You need to investigate them border patrols that use a 223.
Belmont: You want me to investigate the Kennedy assassination while I'm at it?
William Strannix: You're a maniac. Drown your own crew.
Commander Krill: They never liked me anyway.
Doumer: I bet they fuckin' love ya now, huh?
Tweety Bird: Any sign of Wile E. Coyote?
William Strannix: No. Meet at the bird cage as planned, Roadrunner, out.
Krill: You're the roadrunner?
William Strannix: Yeah, never been caught. Mee-meep.
Tom Breaker: Look, Bill, if this is about reliving the 60's, you can forget about it, buddy. The movement is dead.
William Strannix: Yes, of course! Hence the name: movement. It moves a certain distance, then it stops, you see? A revolution gets its name by always coming back around in your face. You tried to kill me you son of a bitch... so welcome to the revolution.
William Strannix: I would like to see the ship's personnel file on this plain and simple cook, Mister Krill.
Commander Krill: Yes, sir.
William Strannix: PUT OUT THESE GODDAMN FIRES!
