Steve Gerber: [to Teri] Why don't y'all go fuck a tree, ya hippie bitch!
Mike Ploog: Can you smell that, Sheriff? It's the perfume of my future. Point, click, fame.
[hears Man-Thing roaring out in the swamp]
Mike Ploog: There it is! Gotta go. Good luck out there, man! It's the cover of Life magazine, man!
Sheriff Kyle Williams: *Life* magazine? *Life* magazine went out of business, you fucking idiot!
Pete Horn: No man can stand against it alone. Something is out there... waiting.
Rene LaRoque: [speaking to Sheriff Kyle Williams in the swamp] Go home, or you will die.
[as he's getting bitten by mosquitoes while exploring the swamp]
Sheriff Kyle Williams: Smart, Kyle. Take the Bywater job. Get a tan...beer belly...lots of sun. Get fuckin' eaten alive.
[after he shoots Ploog]
Frederic Schist: Damned if you take my picture, asshole.