"Wow! I guarantee these new challengers are going to give the rest of our racers a run for their wumpa! ... Oh, uh, uh- Breaking news, folks! We have an exclusive look at the latest feats of engineering to take to our treacherous tracks."

"If you're a prince, I wonder if that means you have a more refined flavor..."

"It's Frank. Frank West. Remember that name 'cause the whole world's gonna know it.. once I get the scoop."

"This will be your death!"

"I survived the harshness of an unforgiving jungle! What have you done?"

"Now you know how fierce nature can be!"

"I’m fired up and ready to go!"

"God, I hate you."

"Do you know how many outbreaks I've been part of? How many I've covered? And what thanks have I gotten? Huh? Nothing. No thank yous. No flowers. Just a contact book filled with dead people."

"Look out for zombies n' shit."

"Pretty self-sacrificing for a mercenary."

"Wooh! There could be hot new racers, smooth new rides and sooooo many ways to deck them all out! Ahahah! Ha, I'm absolutely flapping with anticipation there, Chick."

"Oh... If you two plan on trying to stop me, then I'll just have to eat you!"

"Absolutely no way. Because first it's my blood and then it's A LOT of blood and then you're cutting out my pancreas AND I REALLY NEED THAT."

"I don't care if you're an android too. Get in my way and I'll eat you right up!"

"If you dare get in my way, not even you will be safe!"

"I am the one true Master of the Fist!"

"So spineless, and yet so naive. Die!"

"You're no match for my fists!"

"You're weak, but you didn't run away. I respect that. Uwoh!"

"I've wrestled with pirarucu in the river that put up more of a fight than you!"

"Maybe you could beat me if you stop dragging your feet."

"Man, I got torched!"

"Keep your eye on the prize!"

"I wonder if eating you will satisfy my craving..."

"Now you understand how powerful kung fu can really be."

"Oh dear, what happened to all that spirit you had a moment ago?"

"Nothing can hinder my spirit. Nothing!"

"You're not even worthy of being my toy."

"I'm just too...damn...STROOOONG!"

"Guess that wasn’t too bad."

"Oh man, I so need another... Hm? What the?! It's done already?""

"My fists only get stronger with age."

"I don't need a drink to win... but it helps."

"Well. It's time for your punishment!"

"It seems age has caught up with me..."

"I don't have time to play games with you."

"Wow, that was such a shock. I mean, really."

"Is there such a thing as being too good?"

"Rin Pyo To Sha Kai Jin Retsu Zai Zen!"

"[Jonathan Irons addresses the UN General Assembly] I am honored to be the first CEO of a private corporation to become a member of the United Nations Security Council. Unfortunately, my appearance today has been clouded by a flurry of speculation that my company is developing a weapon of mass destruction which would be capable of targeting specific ethnic groups. [tries to calm delegates at the revelation] I want to address these allegations head on. Are we developing such a weapon? No, we are not [Assembly members applaud]... because we've already developed it. [Assembly members aghast] But with all due respect, the United Nations is a relic from a different time when nations were unique in their ability to solve the world's problems, but that just isn't the case anymore, primarily because you have you have outsourced the job to me. I have sent people to die in your wars. So I feel uniquely qualified to tell you, your wars don't work! [delegates get angry] Which is why my priorities have changed; from profits to policy, because politicians don't know how to solve problems, but I do. So let's be clear. I am here to solve the world's problems and I believe the world's problems begin [points fingers at a restive audience] with you."

"Democracy? [mocking] Democracy? Democracy's not what these people need, hell, it's not even what they want. America has been running around the globe, trying to install democracies in nation after nation for a century and it hasn't worked one time. Now why do you think that is? Because these countries don't have the most basic building blocks necessary to support a democracy. Little things like, "we ought to be tolerant of those who disagree with us." or "We ought to be tolerant of those who worship a different god than us!" or, that a journalist ought to be able to disagree with the fucking president! And you think you can walk into this country, based on fundamentalist, religious principles, drop a couple of bombs, topple a dictator and start a democracy!? [scoffs] Give me a break... People don't want freedom. They want rules, boundaries, protections. From invaders and from themselves. People need a leader who can both provide the constraints and the support to keep chaos at bay, and you give them that... and they'll follow. And that's where I come in."

"Mitchell! What are you doing!? What are you doing?! Mitchell! I gave you that arm. Mitchell! I gave you a second chance. [Mitchell cuts off his arm, Irons screams] Mitchell!"