That’s it, Riggs! BREAK HIS FUCKING NECK!
Game over, man. Game over!
Get the ambulance! I think he broke his fuckin’ neck.
It ain’t worth it, man.
No, sir, just a little anxious to get up there and whoop E.T.'s ass, that’s all.
Are we talking little space friends here?
Ack! Ack-ack! Ack! Ack-ack-ack!
Two years, they never even let me fire a weapon.
This is my rifle, this is my gun! This is for shooting, and this is for fun!
Noisy Cricket.
If that gun had gone off, it’d of blowed right up in my face.
You look like Freddy Krueger face-fucked a topographical map of Utah.
You have sunk below the deepest layer of prehistoric frog shit at the bottom of a New Jersey scum swamp.
All I can see are millions of frogs with tiny crutches.
I’m quietly judging you.
You’re out of order! You’re out of order! The whole trial is out of order!
You don’t have to answer that question!
What are you talking about? I mean, today was great! Chaos is great! Chaos is what killed the dinosaurs, darling.
Say yes to whim! Say yes to chance! Say yes to chaos!
Do you like your chili with or without crushed Oreos?