- Casey Bracket: [In a lab filled with lab workers, as the Predator is laid out on an examination table] Why do you call it "the Predator"?
- Traeger: It's a nickname. You know, the data suggests that it tracks its prey, exploits weaknesses. Seems to- well, enjoy it. Like a game.
- Casey Bracket: That's not a predator, that's a sports hunter.
- Traeger: Sorry?
- Casey Bracket: A predator kills its prey to survive. I mean, what you're describing is more like a bass fisherman.
- Traeger: Well, we took a vote. Predator's cooler, right?
- [Rest of lab agrees]
- Traeger: Fuck yeah.
- 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]
- Coyle: What's the difference between five big black guys and a joke? Baxley's mom can't take a joke.
- VA Psych: You were once quoted as saying, I dropped from my mother's womb, I hit the floor, and I started crawling through hostile territory toward my grave.
- [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]
- 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.
- Casey Bracket: [as she examines the Predator up close while he's strapped to a table] You are one beautiful motherfucker.
- Nebraska Williams: [describing The Predator to McKenna's wife] Know who Whoopi Goldberg is? It's like an alien Whoopi Goldberg.
- Traeger: Gentlemen, remember... they're large, they're fast and fucking you up is their idea of tourism.
- 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.
- Quinn McKenna: Morning, sunshine.
- Casey Bracket: I really wish people would stop calling me that.
- [quickly grabs the nearby shotgun and aims it at McKenna]
- Coyle: Sh- Hey! Ho, hooo! I told you she'd grab it! Ten bucks, pay up. Woo!
- [the other group members begrudgingly hand Coyle money]
- Casey Bracket: Where's my phone?
- Quinn McKenna: [hinting at shotgun] You're not gonna need that.
- [Casey cocks the shotgun]
- Quinn McKenna: Oh, well, that's not...
- [slowly reaches for her weapon]
- Quinn McKenna: It's okay. I said it's okay.
- [tries to tug weapon out of Casey's arms, she pulls the trigger; the group stares in shock, then uproar in laughter]
- Coyle: Hoo, shit! I told you she'd pull the trigger! I should'a bet you that time!
- Nebraska Williams: I like her!
- Quinn McKenna: Casey! Can I interest you in getting the fuck out of here?
- Casey Bracket: "Getting the fuck out of here" is my middle name.
- Quinn McKenna: [looks at Nebraska] And I thought Gaylord was bad.
- 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?
- 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.
- [after the Predator slaughters some soldiers]
- Transport Driver: Everything okay back there?
- [Predator gives a thumbs up with a severed hand]
- Transport Driver: You fucking guys.
- Quinn McKenna: You're saying my son's headed toward a spaceship and so is a10-foot alien.
- Nebraska Williams: Uh, 11, actually. Used to be a contractor.
- Quinn McKenna: This thing is a hybrid? What does that mean?
- Casey Bracket: Meaning it's a Chinese menu of DNA. Comprised of the deadliest species in the entire...
- Nebraska Williams: In the entire universe, yeah?
- Casey Bracket: Galaxy.
- Nebraska Williams: What?
- Casey Bracket: Galaxy. 250 billion stars. Why go universe? Just saying.
- Nebraska Williams: Why are you here? Come on, man, this is the loony bus.
- [points at Lynch]
- Nebraska Williams: Look at this motherfucker.
- Lynch: Loonies!
- Coyle: Loonies, yeah.
- Quinn McKenna: Ah...
- [sighs]
- Quinn McKenna: I had a run-in with a space alien.
- Coyle: Oh, shit!
- [everyone laughing]
- Nebraska Williams: No, let him...
- Coyle: Okay, that guy wins. That's the best story I've ever heard. Classic story...
- Lynch: That's the winner right there. Fuckin' hell.
- Quinn McKenna: [yells] Would you shut the fuck up?
- Coyle: Oh.
- Quinn McKenna: They want to put a lid on it, so here I am. Stuck in Group Two. The sequel to Group One, only stupider.
- 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.
- Rory McKenna: That's my dad. He's gonna come save me now.
- Traeger: Oh, is he? Is that what he's gonna do? I'll tell you what, buddy... if it is your daddy, and I truly hope that it is... he's gotta be just about the dumbest motherfucker I've ever met.
- [laughs]
- Traeger: I mean, a Ranger sniper tripping wire sensors? He's gotta be...
- [realizes]
- Traeger: ... creating a diversion. It's a fucking diversion.
- 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.
- Rory McKenna: Sorry I never grew up. You know... the way you wanted.
- Quinn McKenna: [motions Rory to lean closer] Tell you a secret. Truth is, kid, I never grew up the way *I* wanted.
- Predator: [Translating it's language] Hello. I've enjoyed watching you kill each other. I came here to destroy this vessel. You cannot have it. What you can do is run. I detect one among you who is a true warrior. The one called McKenna. He will be your leader. He will be my prize. I offer time advantage. Go.
- Baxley: [sees the Predator escape from the secret base] Alien.
- Nebraska Williams: Your green boy?
- Quinn McKenna: Yep.
- Nebraska Williams: Goddamn space aliens.
- Nettles: No, it had to be like government or some shit. Like a robot, or whatever.
- Lynch: Nettles, are you fucking retarded, man?
- Quinn McKenna: Use another word, would ya?
- Nettles: Yeah, man. Show a little sensitivity. His son's retarded.
- [first lines]
- Haines: [on radio] Picket One, copy. Do you got eyes on hostages?
- Quinn McKenna: Still negative.
- Dupree: [on radio] 20 bucks says they don't show.
- Quinn McKenna: You two morons really making bets on whether a drug cartel has executed hostages?
- Dupree: Abso-fucking-lutely.
- Haines: I believe that was implied.
- Dupree: Just checking. I'm in for 20.
- [the Assassin Predator slams the other Predator on top a car]
- Coyle: What's the big one? What's the big one, Doc? Is that like the male?
- Baxley: He didn't even give a shit about us. Just wanted to kill that thing.
- Casey Bracket: You saw that, right? Guys! Did you see that? He - He grew an exoskeleton under his fucking skin. What, are they hunting each other now?
- Quinn McKenna: [when the Predator abducts Rory] No No! He said he wanted me. He said he wanted me!
- Casey Bracket: No. He said he wanted McKenna. The next step in the evolutionary chain. Not you. Your son.
- Casey Bracket: What's on the ship?
- Traeger: I think you know what's on the ship. The ultimate predator.
- Traeger: Do you know what my job description is? I'm in acquisitions. I look up and I catch what falls out of the sky.
- Traeger: [wearing the Predator shoulder cannon] On Halloween, this blew up a whole house. How do you shoot it?
- Rory McKenna: You don't. It just fires by itself where it's being attacked.
- Traeger: Seriously? Oh, shit.