Johnny Rico: Kill them! Kill them all!

Harry Callahan: I know what you're thinking, punk. You're thinking, "Did he fire six shots, or only five?" Now, to tell you the truth, I forgot myself in all this excitement. But being this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world and will blow your head clean off, you've gotta ask yourself a question: "Do I feel lucky?" Well, do ya, punk?

[Brother 6 has just pulled an RPG out of his backpack]
Ninja Ninja: Is that an RPG? You got a motherfuckin' RPG? An RPG in a motherfuckin' backpack?

Emmett Bregman: You know, I, uh...I once did a piece on this war photographer. His name was Martin Kristofski. For about six months, he was with a unit in Vietnam. And the day before he was scheduled to leave-the day before, he's out with the unit. And it was just a routine patrol, or so they thought. But suddenly, a lieutenant pulled him down. And Kristofski-he hadn't intended to take a picture at that moment, but his hands were on the camera and he hit the ground so hard that it just went off. And the picture captured the lieutenant getting shot in the head. And Kristofski said to me, he said, "Well, that, that bullet would've hit me. Should've hit me." And he never showed that picture to anyone, not for twenty-five years. But twenty-five years later, he got up one morning, and he looked at that picture, and he saw something that wasn't horrific, and he decided to tell the story, because he realized that he hadn't accidentally taken a picture of a man dying. It was of a man saving his life.

Yurek: [ducking behind a car after being shot at by Nelson] Rangers?
Twombly: Ho!
Yurek: It's Yurek, you fucking assholes!
Nelson: Fuck!
Twombly: We almost fucking killed you! Well, come to us!
Yurek: Fuck you! Come to me!

Demon: Stick your cock up her ass, you motherfucking worthless cocksucker.

Sarah: Sometimes I think the best view of God is from Hell.