
Baby: You and I are a team.
Doc: Don't feed me any more lines from 'Monsters, Inc.' It pisses me off.

Lori Spengler: How did you figure it out?
Tree Gelbman: Because you've killed me before.
Lori Spengler: Then I guess I'm just going to have to do it again.

Sabrina: Ten years later, you are like the O.J. Simpson of Honey Island Swamp. Wouldn't you say?
Andrew: Uh. No, I wouldn't.

Paul: See, history is either a lie or a bore... History can't compete with video games, YouTube, Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, Tumblr, Snapchat, Vine, Kik, Burn Note, Whisper, Yik Yak, Skype, Tinder, Grinder, texting, sexting, porn, and that shitty, shitty, shitty orgy of mind numbing mistake called Hollywood. You see, kids, history can't compete. History is over. Everything is happening in this second. (00:36:41)

Karl: This is the last frontier on earth. Still alive, still wild. Not for long. We don't like wild. We don't like untamed. We're obsessed with control. So, we ruin the whole planet, and pride ourselves for creating stupid national parks with stupid rangers in stupid hats to protect what's already gone. Why? Cause we're scared. The jungle shows us what we really are. We're nothing. We're a joke. God fucked up.

Ben Bass: Alex, can you look at me. You really hurt your leg. Your phone is smashed, my phone has no signal and we're pretty high up on the mountain. We need to get help.

Kate: It's gonna be the best vacation ever!

Caesar: I did not start this war. I offered you peace. I showed you mercy. But now you're here. To finish us off... for good.

Bif: Last time I checked there wasn't an age limit on getting your leg over.

Dom: My old scoutmaster used to say 'If the shortcut was a shortcut, it wouldn't be called a shortcut, it would be called a route'.

David Jordan: Goodnight, nobody.

Gene: Throw some sauce on that dance burrito.

Anna Shepherd: You are such a child.
Nick: A sexy child.
Nick: Wait, no.
Anna Shepherd: Goodbye, Nick.