Hard Target
1993
Pik van Cleaf: Randal, Randal, Randal. I know you didn't mean to... hurt... my feelings.
Pik van Cleaf: Randal, I come back here, I cut me a steak.
Chance Boudreaux: If you understand me, just grunt.
Douvee: Ooh-wee! Ha ha! Sometimes I 'maze myself! Good whiskey make jackrabbit slap de bear!
Chance Boudreaux: What's your name? Natasha Binder: It's Nat. Chance Boudreaux: 'Nat?' Natasha Binder: Mm-hmm. Chance Boudreaux: Your parents named you for a... bug?
Chance Boudreaux: You trust me? Natasha Binder: Of course I trust you. Chance Boudreaux: Close your eyes. Natasha Binder: Why do you want me to trust you with my eyes closed?
Chance Boudreaux: Now take your pig-stick and your boyfriend, and find a bus to catch.
Elijah Roper: Hey! Help me, man! Come on, man! Help me! Man On The Street: Hey, man! I ain't got no change, man!
Emil Fouchon: You're not angry at me, are you, Pik? Pik van Cleaf: I don't get angry. (holds up his shotgun) Pik van Cleaf: I'm a professional.
(after blasting Stephan) Chance Boudreaux: Sorry about your shirt.
Emil Fouchon: Careless is what you are, Randal. Careless and stupid and now you're sorry, too.
Douvee: (handing Natasha a flask of his moonshine) Here, drink. But do not spill. It kill de grass.
Emil Fouchon: I'll fuck you, then I'll eat you.
Stephan: (his only line) The place is clean, he just left.