Man 1: Drop it.
Garcia: You first.
Man 1: Why do I get the sense you and me are in the same line of work?
Garcia: Wasting hellmonkeys? Who says it's work?
Man 1: Uh-huh. Just stay out of my way, friendo. I'm in a hurry.
Garcia: Hurry to do what?
Man 1: Mind your own fucking business.
Garcia: Fine. You stay out of my way. As long as I stay out of yours.
Man 1: Good. Hard men like us don't mix.
Johnson: Wait wait wait, was that a come on?
Man 1: "Hard" like "hardened." Experienced. Just....forget it.
Johnson: I don't think I ever will.
Man 1: Now, if you'll excuse me.
Garcia: Have fun.
Man 1: Just remember...
Garcia: I stay out of your way, you stay out of mine.
Man 1: Bingo.
Demon Voice: Well done.
Paula: I found you at last...My love. I want to hold you. Wait. What... What's going on! No! No...I'm bleeding.. Help me, Garcia!
Garcia: Hold on, Paula!
Paula: Why, Garcia, why! Why am I bleeding? Oh God, it hurts...AAAAAHHHH!
Johnson: Garcia, stay back!
Demon: Fuuuuuck Youuuuu!
Paula: Garcia... How long must I suffer? I just want to give up and die...
Garcia: Don't you dare give up on me, Paula. I swear I'm coming!
Paula: Garcia... I don't think I can make it...
Garcia: You dickwad.
Man 4: Fuuuuuck Youuuuu!
Man 1: Out of my way! This one's mine.
Man 1: The one I loved was taken away by this fiend. I don't know why she
died, but that question no longer concerns me. All I want now is to have her back. But I have the deep feeling that's not gonna happen because... the flesh that hangs from this fucker's body looks all too familiar. This is your death! Hellbeast!
Demon: Fuuuuuck Youuuuuu!
Johnson: Now that is one hard man.
Demon: Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuuuuck!
Man 1: Here I come, fucker! RAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH
Man 6: Go on, G. I'm ready for insertion!
Christopher: Somebody's out there dropping enough F-bombs to start World War III, I tell you what. Happy trails!