The Beach Party at the Threshold of Hell

Quincy the Robot:
We take control of that radio tower, we have control of the communication.

Yul the Robot:
We take hold of communication we can unify the people.

Tex Kennedy:
World's about to get a shitload brighter.

Tex Kennedy:
Now, I gotta warn you, this is gonna feel like a million watts of pain, but you gotta go through this and I'm gonna be right here with you.

Yurik Schlatz:
There's a reason why the empire fell and, Benny, I'm going to make sure it stays down that way.

Vincent "Jackle" Remington:
We leave at dawn, anyone not with us will be hunted down and gutted like a lizard.

Javier Castro:
This is the worst place that God ever puked up.

Cannibal Sue:
Do we have any food?

Tex Kennedy:
We might, okay? We might, but it's not gonna be human flesh, you gotta learn to eat somethin' different.

Cannibal Sue:
Just anything, I'm starving.

Marcellus St. Joan:
[aside] I only wait for the day this farce ends and I can punt your dismembered head across the heavens.

Vincent "Jackle" Remington:
What?

Marcellus St. Joan:
What? Nothing Vincent, just, do your breathing excercises... [aside] Enjoy breathing while it lasts, you gargled puss.

Vincent "Jackle" Remington:
What?

Tex Kennedy:
Hey, Benny! You got some sort of plan, buddy?

Benjamin Remington:
Don't worry, the plan is in the stars.

Tex Kennedy:
Great, last time I took a plan from the stars I got f***ed.