Tremors 3: Back to Perfection 
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Burt: Not to worry, my perimeter is completely Graboid proof.
Jack: Holy Sheeit! he doesn't fool around.
Jack: I've been listening to my inner voice, and it's tellin' me that you and I are destined to work together. What do ya think?
Burt: I think if I had an inner voice, it'd be tellin' me to tell you to get lost.
Jack: Well, uh just give it some time. You just think about it and get back to me now.
Burt: You guys just do what you do best. Find something simple and complicate it!
Burt: Have you heard from the feds?
Jack: Not since this morning. Haven't been able to raise 'em. They were chasing a Graboid.
Burt: They were chasing it? It wasn't chasing them?
Burt: Is your head up your ass for the warmth?
Jack: Somebody gettin' married?
Burt: What kind of supreme being would condone such irony?
Burt: I prefer... we keep this... to ourselves.
Burt: And people called me paranoid.
Jack: I never thought you were paraniod
Miguel: I did
Miguel: but not no more.
Burt: Any questions?
Miguel: The BLM man gave me permission to kill anything that represented a danger to my cattle. El lobo, el coyote, and el Graboid.
Jack: Sounds like a porno film.
Burt: The little turd!
Jack: The universe provides.
Jack: And a blue tarp! C'mon!
Burt: Well, lets asses the situation.
Jack: We're screwed.
Burt: Now, if you'll kindly lean your endangered carcass over my property line, we'll call your untimely demise 'self defense'.
Melvin Plug: C'mon Burt, what do you say?
Burt: I say I'll give you a ten-second head start.