On Deadly Ground

Stone:
My guy in D.C. tells me that we are not dealing with a student here, we're dealing with the Professor. Any time the military has an operation that can't fail, they call this guy in to train the troops, OK? He's the kind of guy that would drink a gallon of gasoline so he could piss in your campfire! You could drop this guy off at the Arctic Circle wearing a pair of bikini underwear, without his toothbrush, and tomorrow afternoon he's going to show up at your pool side with a million dollar smile and fist full of pesos. This guy's a professional, you got me? If he reaches this rig, we're all gonna be nothing but a big goddamned hole right in the middle of Alaska. So let's go find him and kill him and get rid of the son of a b*tch!

Forrest Taft:
For 350,000 dollars I'd f*** anything once.

McGruder:
Who the f*** is he?

Michael Jennings:
You wanna know who he is? Try this: delve down into the deepest bowels of your soul. Try to imagine the ultimate f***ing nightmare. And that won't come close to that son of a b*tch when he gets pissed.

Forrest Taft:
Well, let's see, that's natives 8, oil workers 0. Anyone else wanna play with Cupcake?

Forrest Taft:
I guess it doesn't really matter since I kind of blew up all the evidence.

Forrest Taft:
I wouldn't dirty my bullets.

Forrest Taft:
What does it take to change the essence of a man?

Liles:
Alaska is a Third World country. It's just one we happen to own.

Michael Jennings:
F*** those animals stink!

Big Mike:
Hey, Cupcake, what the f*** you think you're looking at?

Forrest Taft:
Nothing much at all.

Drunken Eskimo:
You are about to go on a sacred journey.

Drunken Eskimo:
This journey will be good for all people. But you must be careful.

Forrest Taft:
Right.