The Losers

Roque: "Gee, I hope they don't see us sitting in this bright yellow Pinto."
Clay: "Are you ashamed to be seen in an American classic?"

"So they're selling shit to the American people to raise money to protect the American people from the guys they produce the shit they're selling them in the first place. This is fucked up on so many levels, man..."

[Approaching a run down yellow schoolbus while they're searching for an ecsape vehicle]
Pooch: "Ah!"
Jensen: "No!"
Pooch: "Yeah!"
Jensen: "Really?"
Pooch: "Why not!"
Jensen: "Can you?"
Pooch: "Of course!"

"Never touch the hat!"

"Clay, we've got a situation here. I'm looking at a giant vibrating Easter egg from Hell, and no Max."

Jensen: "Can you stand?"
Pooch: "I've been shot in *both* of my legs. What kind of dumb-ass question is that, really?"
Jensen: "So now we're Mister Grumpy-pants? You know, you're not the only one who got shot today."

Max: "What the hell am I looking at here, Wade?"
Wade: "Clay and his unit."
Max: "'Clay and his unit?' That sounds like a porno, Wade."
Wade: "You had them killed four months ago."
Max: "I've done a lot in four months, Wade. I'm a very busy man."

Max: "What do you know about deep-space tachyons?"
Wade: "Nothing."
Max: "Base-particle string theory?"
Wade: "Nothing."
Max: "Singularity events?"
Wade: "Not a ton."
Max: "I think we should move on, then."