Alexsie Kutchinov: We have a saying in my country - don't blame the baker, when the butcher bakes the bread.
John Tuliver: What the hell does that mean?
Alexsie Kutchinov: It means you're fucked.
Vladimir: My companion seems to be missing. I do not know what has become of him.
Radio Locust: It's 6am in the Bolivarian Republic of Marijuana. Let's listen some music while we call one of our herbal therapists.
Jeff Talley: Joe! Only God gets to decide who lives and who dies.
Kham: Where the hell is my elephant?
Reporter: Conners, can we have a few words?
Quentin Conners: Yeah, I have two words for you. Blow me.
Rosen: Your eyes are red. You been smokin' crack?
Beck: Your eyes are glazed. You been eatin' donuts?
Kristin Richards: You may not remember.
Elena Sandoval: But you'll never forget.
Loki: I'm a god. I can shape-shift. I can create stuff out of nothingness. I can alter the fabric of reality. So please, quit being a knucklehead.
Neha: What happened here?
Shashank Dheer: Point 38 bullet and a man.
Tracy Stokes: I think I just swallowed Nemo.
Nick Castle: Holy shit.
Domino Harvey: I saved her... And when she is older, a woman named Domino will tell her that there is only one conclusion to every story... We all fall down.
Lt. Colonel Mucci: General, this is the man who led the raid... Captain Prince.
General Kreuger: Congratulations, soldier. I'm very sorry for your losses, but I want to let you know you men have done a great service to your country.
Captain Prince: Thank you, sir.
The Penguin: Agh! Dead guys don't do that.
Dracula: Not dead... UN-dead.
The Penguin: I think I need to UN-wet my pants.
Special Agent Derrick Vann: I'm gonna check the front of my car. If it smells like ass, I'm gonna beat you like a runaway slave.