
Emily: I'm sorry, do you have some prior commitment? Some hideous skirt convention you have to go to?

Victoria: My mother was a real whore and a junkie, and she traded me for $10 and a fix.

Teresa Gazelle: Back the fuck off! I will blow you away.

Vince: This is an '81 Honda! How dare you!

Jack MacReady: Move the fuck out of the way, cocksucker!
Mother with child: Howdy, Mayor.

Calvin: Baby, up up.

Doug Carlin: I'll speak slow, so those of you with Ph.D.'s in the room can understand.

Kevin Fischer: What's wrong?
Wendy Christensen: It's nothing. It's just that I'm going to be worrying about you every second while you're gone.
Kevin Fischer: Why would you worry about me? We don't even like each other, remember?

Franklin Wilhern: Why can't I have bacon?
Jessica Wilhern: Because you love oatmeal.
Franklin Wilhern: No... I love bacon.

Joe: What happened to the blowtorch, Plug?
Plug: My dad just laughed at me.

Pierre Dulaine: To do something, anything, is hard. It's much easier to blame your father, your mother, the environment, the government, the lack of money, but even if you find a place to assign the blame, it doesn't make the problems go away.

Makoto Konno: When I'm not lucky, I'm really not, but I usually am, so it balances out.

Mike: I believe God's M.O. is to transmute evil into good and if He's active here, he's doing that now. Although our eyes can't perceive it. The whole process is hidden beneath the surface of our reality. It will only be revealed later. And even then, the people of the future, our children's children, will never truly know this awful time that we have gone through and the losses we took. Maybe some footnote in a minor history book, a brief mention with no list of the fallen.