Anna Gonsalves: When I was little, we found a man. He looked like... like, butchered. The old woman in the village crossed themselves... and whispered crazy things- strange things. "El Diablo cazador de hombres." Only in the hottest years this happens- and this year, it grows hot. We begin finding our men. We found them sometimes without their skins... and sometimes much, much worse. ..."El cazador trofeo de los hombres" means "the demon who makes trophies of men".

Hawkins: [to Billy] I was going down on my girlfriend and said "sheesh, you got a big pussy. Sheesh, you got a big pussy." And she said, "Why did you say that twice?" And I said "I didn't. it was the echo."

Poncho: Strap this in your sore ass, Blain!

Billy: I'm scared, Poncho.
Poncho: Bullshit! You ain't afraid of no man.
Billy: There's something out there waiting for us... and it ain't no man. We're all gonna die.

Dillon: I heard about this little job you pulled up in Berlin, very nice, Dutch...
Dutch: Good old days...
Dillon: Yeah, like the good old days... How come you passed up on Lybia, uh?
Dutch: It wasn't my style...
Dillon: You got no style, Dutch, you know that! C'mon, why? Why did you pass?
Dutch: ... We're a rescue team. Not assassins.

Dillon: Look, we've been looking for this place for months. My men were in that chopper when it got hit! Hopper's orders were to go in and get my men and he disappeared.
Dutch: He didn't disappear. He was skinned alive!

Dutch: He's killing us one at a time.
Billy: Like a hunter...

Dutch: Hey Billy, give me a way out of this hole. Aerial says we are cut off.
Billy: The only way outta here is that valley that leads to the east. But I wouldn't wish that on a broke-dick dog.
Dutch: Not much choice.

Dutch: What happened to you, Dillon? You used to be someone I could trust.
Dillon: I woke up. Why don't you? You're an asset. An expendable asset. And I used you to get the job done, got it?

Dutch: What the hell ARE you?
The Predator: [distorted replay] What the hell are YOU?

Dutch: What's this fucking tie business?
Dillon: C'mon, forget about my tie, man!...

Poncho: Major, you better come take a look at this.
Dutch: Did you find Hawkins?
Poncho: I... I can't tell.

Poncho: She says.. The jungle came alive and took him
Dillon: That isn't what she said!.. She said.. What she said doesn't make sense.

Poncho: You're bleeding.
Blain: I ain't got time to bleed.
Poncho: Oh, okay. [firing a few round from his M203 grenade launcher] You got time to duck?