
Hutch Mansell: Give me the goddamn kitty cat bracelet, motherfucker.

Ilene Andrews: The myths are real. There was a war. And they're the last ones standing.

Moggy: Understood, but we've scorched the earth.
H: No, it's not understood. You started by saying you'd do anything, but what I'm hearing is you think you've done everything.
Mike: Understood.

Max Mercer: Homebot, search good booby traps.
Homebot: I'm sorry, the parental controls of this system restrict the term "booby."
Max Mercer: Never mind.

Katy: Who are you?

Yelena Belova: OK, you got a plan, or shall I just stay, duck, and cover?
Natasha Romanoff: My plan was to drive us away.
Yelena Belova: Well, your plan sucks.

Jim: I don't scare easy.

Mrs. Chen: The chocolate delivery hasn't arrived yet.
Venom: NO.
Eddie Brock: We had a deal.
Mrs. Chen: What's gonna happen? You're gonna stop protecting me?
Venom: I am happy to eat Mrs. Chen.
Eddie Brock: No, no. You cannot eat Mrs. Chen.
Mrs. Chen: What?
Eddie Brock: Nothing.

Sonia Kincaid: I would make a great mother, don't you think?
Michael Bryce: Oh my God, a child would be so lucky to have you as its host.

Sonia Kincaid: I would make a great mother, don't you think?
Michael Bryce: Oh my God, a child would be so lucky to have you as its host.
Sonia Kincaid: Thank you. It must be your powerful asexuality that makes you such a good listener.