"Kylie Strutemyer: His real face looks like a needle. But he's always got another. He goes from place to place, worids, planets, killing them. Some he gets pregnant, others he just takes over with his worms. And the rest he eats till they're gone. Now he's here."

"Tourneur: He looks likes something that fell off my dick during the war."

"Brenda: [as the alien slugs tear her apart on the inside] Those little fuckers are tearing me apart!"

"Starla Grant: When Darwin said "fittest," he didn't necessarily mean the strongest, or the most intelligent, or any one trait. He merely meant those organisms most well-suited to their environments. Now, we humans, we think we're more fit, more evolved, because we're smarter. But we're neophytes. We've only been on this Earth two million years, give or take. The cockroach, that fellow's been around 350 million years. So, based on that, which of us is the more successful species?"

"I've been around a billion years. You think you can fuck with me?"

"It's all over, Starla. And I'll keep growing till I'm everywhere. Till I'm all that is! Then you'll know what it feels like to be betrayed. Won't you, sugarplum?"

"Open this door, you little whore! Don't mess with me, you little slut."

"Hey there, killer!"

"You ain't gonna shoot me, Starla! I told you: You always needed me to protect you! You for damn sure ain't got the balls to--"

"I'm sorry for trying to strangle you and all. I lost my head. I didn't mean to do none of them things I done. Not kill them pets. Not make Brenda a womb. But it's my nature, ain't it? How can you blame someone for acting according to his own nature? I wanted to tell you what was going on, but I was afraid you wouldn't love me no more. I never knew love, Starla..."

"Come on, baby, don't... Don't look at me like that."

"If I weren't about to shit my pants, I'd be fucking fascinated."

"Praise Jesus? That's fucking pushing it. This shit's about as far from God as shit can get. Either of you ever seen anything like that? You ever heard of anything like that? Huh? Me neither. And I watch Animal Planet all the fucking time!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, right after God invented this world of ours, he came unto Adam and he said that man should have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the birds of the air, and over every living thing that moveth upon the Earth. Now, I believe when God said that, he was thinking of deer season in Wheelsy and how much damn fun it is to shoot a buck or two!"

"I will never understand what joy a grown man gets using a $1,000 weapon to blow the face off a cute little deer."

"Get the fuck out of the way, cocksucker!"

"Well, now that is some fucked up shit."

"My easygoing nature is getting sorely fucking tested."

"I reckon Grant ain't got one of them puppy calendars on his desk. He just don't strike me as a real dog lover, is all."

"Carey Jones - Tracker Predator"

"Brian Steele - Berserker & Falconer Predator"

"Derek Mears - Classic Predator"

"Laurence Fishburne - Noland"

"Danny Trejo - Cuchillo"

"Mahershalalhashbaz Ali - Mombasa"

"Louis Ozawa Changchien - Hanzo"

"Oleg Taktarov - Nikolai"

"Walton Goggins - Stans"

"Topher Grace - Edwin"

"Alice Braga - Isabelle"

"Adrien Brody - Royce"

"The most dangerous killers on the planet... but this is not our planet."

"The Hunt Is On"

"Oh. Finally found me, huh, big dog? Well, what took you so long?"

"[to his imaginary friend] You see the sh*t you've gotten us into, man? I told you that. You never listen to me, though. Six more. Six more fucking mouths to feed. I can barely stand living with you. How am I gonna live with them, too?"

"[impaled by the Predator, and activates the bombs where both of them will die] Ну и рожа у тебя. (You are one ugly motherfucker.)"

"Wound one man. Make him suffer. Make him bleed. Make him call out for help, and set a trap and kill those who come. I know because I have done this."

"I'm ready to die. Are you?"

"You know, man, if we ever make it home, I'm going to do so much fucking cocaine. I'm gonna rape so many fine bitches. I'll be like, "What time is it? After 5:00? Damn. Time to go rape me some fine bitches.""

"I guess now you realize why they chose me. I was right in front of you guys the whole time. Just watching you. Earning your trust. You couldn't see me for what I really am. You see, back home, I'm a murderer. I'm a freak. But here, among the monsters, I'm normal. I like it here. I wanna stay."

"We don't have a name for them. '87, Guatemala. A spec ops team went into the jungle. High end. Six men plus a CIA liaison. Only one made it out. In his debrief, he said they came in contact with something. He gave a detailed description. The thing on the totem. It wore some kind of camouflage that adjusted to ambient light. Made it nearly invisible in our spectrum. It could see in infrared. Heat signatures. He used mud to block his. That's how he beat it. It hunted and killed his team, one by one."

"We're the monsters of our own world."

"You know what I was doing when I was taken? Ishak, my spotter. He was caught. I could have done something, but then I would have been slaughtered along with him. So, I hid. I watched him die. I wished I pulled that trigger."

"[to Isabelle] You know what the difference between you and me is? We both do the same thing. You just do it for a country, so you don't have to admit you like it."

"It wants us to run. That's how it hunts. This is its jungle. Its game. Its rules. We run, we die."

"Brothers never make it out of situations like this. Not ever!"

"Even in death: Standards."

"This isn't happening. I'm not Daniel when he faced the lion! So I appreciate the irony, Lord! Cook dies in his own oven! But I've got other plans! [jumps out of upper oven and swims away, lights lighter] You ate my bird! [throws lighter into open oven and blows up the shark]"

"If this is a lesson about the drinking, let's just say I've learned it. No need to get carried away, showing me your vengeful side. I know your wrath, Lord."