Sergeant: Corporal Detroit?
Corporal Detroit: Uh, yeah?
Sergeant: You think you can get in close enough to that pillbox to lob in this grenade?
Corporal Detroit: I'll do my darnedest, Sarge.
Sergeant: Thatta boy. Godspeed. And remember--we all love you... like a lover.
Tucker: How dare you sneak up on me with that willy-nilly improvisational gibberish, Pierre?
Pierre: Apologies, my friend. I thought you might appreciate the latest tasting from the Afro-Cuban Rhythm Club.
Tucker: Appreciate? If you ever play that again in my presence, Pierre, I will kill you.
Chestbridge: All right, let's get straight to the biscuits. At 0800 hours this morning, an American soldier was eaten by a Nazi dinosaur.
Claire: That's a Tyrannosaurus Rex.
Chestbridge: No, Claire, that's a Tyrannosaurus Rex. Try thinking first before you open your mouth.
(after shooting the head off a dinosaur)
Pierre: It looks like he showed up for the open inspection, but he must have... lost his head over the price. (everyone laughs)
Tucker: That's not funny.
Jackson: Hot spring, Claire. Nature's jacuzzi. Get in.
Claire: Umm, might not.
Jackson: You've never been naked in front of anyone before?
Claire: Of course I have. Does my uncle count?
Claire: Well, I guess you have no more mutants left for them to fight. You might as well pardon them.
Mengele: Oh, I'll pardon them. I'll pardon them in the face with my gun!
Mengele: Tell me something, Claire. has a man ever taken you? That is to say, has anyone clambered up your tree and feasted upon the supple fruits of womanhood? Because something tells me... the fruit is ripe, but the tree is yet to be harvested.
Claire: What are you talking about? Are you suggesting I'm a... that I would be... that's ridiculous!
Mengele: Shy eyes. Come hither attitude buried under a ton of ice. You've got unspoiled property written all over you, Claire. And I plan to plant my stake!
Tucker: You did the right thing, Claire. You should save it for... someone special.
Claire: Well, that someone special would have to put something special on this finger first.
Tucker: (gives her a cigarette) Try that on for size.