Cole: Ah, so that's where Corpsers come from.
Baird: When a mommy Corpser and a daddy Corpser love each other very much . . .
Cole: Whoa, stay back, Baird. It will think the first thing it sees is his mother.
Marcus: Why don't you two guys shut the fuck up before we wake its mother?
Baird: Well, there goes that idea.
Marcus: Ah, shit, we woke mom!
Baird: And she woke the family! Those damn eggs are hatching!
Marcus: Come on! Kill them and get out of here!
Baird: Isn't it bad luck to kill spiders or something?
Cole: They ain't spiders! It's bad luck if we don't kill them!
Dom: Look out, more eggs are hatching!
Baird: They're hatching over there!
Marcus: Must be feeding time! Here's mom! You are one ugly mother! Go for the eyes!
Baird: One down!
Marcus: Keep shooting the eyes!
Baird: Got one!
Dom: Here comes mom! Only two left!
Cole: Oh, yeah! How ya like us now, bitch? Shit, we got more eggs cracking!
Dom: Only one left!
Baird: Oh, shit! Now she's pissed!
Marcus: She's tearing the place apart! I don't care where this leads, as long as it's out!
Dom: Let's hope that barge is still around!
Cole: Whoa, yeah! We got plenty of gasbags now! Choose any model you like!
Queen: It's him. Alert the fleet. I want every outpost between here and Azura at full readiness. And make sure we don't lose him again.
Dom: Goddamnit, she's still alive! How the hell did she survive the flood?
Marcus: So, she's still running the show.
Cole: Holy Shit! Look at the size of that bug!
Marcus: I got your number bitch.