Janessa: This sucks on so many levels.

Professor Lowe: Oh, you want your machete! Shit, it's yours! Take it! Just remember who got it back for ya... Guys, it's okay! He just wanted his machete back!

Professor Lowe: Guys! It's okay, he just wanted his machete back!

Professor Lowe: [calling out] Guys, it's okay! He just wanted his machete back!

Sgt. Brodski: What's going on?

Rowan: Jason-fu*king-Voorhees, that's what's going on!

Tsunaron: Are you ready?

KAY-EM 14: I was built ready, baby.

Sgt. Brodski: How long has she been dead?

KAY-EM 14: 4.55 Centuries.

Sgt. Brodski: That's one hell of a wake-up call.

Waylander: Now what?

Janessa: Now basically we...we die.

Janessa: Now basically we, we die.

KAY-EM 14: (to Jason) - Giddy-up!

Tsunaron: How does he function with a brain that small?

Janessa: Way manages.

Waylander: That's very funny.

Rowan: Oh, my God. She looks so real.

KAY-EM 14: I AM real.

Tsunaron: Are you telling there's absolutely no chance for us to better our odds? [Tsunaron and Kay-Em kiss]

KAY-EM 14: Statistical probability of survival just went up to fifty-three per cent.

Tsunaron: You want to go for a hundred?

Azrael: Aw, sh*t. I forgot my arm.

Janessa: (hands him his arm) - Yeah, here you go, dumbass.

Azrael: Hi, hand.

KAY-EM 14: Vital signs are normal and strong.

Professor Lowe: No sh*t.

Tsunaron: Whoops.

Rowan: What do you mean, "whoops"?

Rowan: What do you mean, 'whoops'?

Tsunaron: Nothing.

Rowan: Not "nothing"! You just don't say "Oops." What "oops"?

Rowan: Not 'nothing'! You just don't say 'Oops.' What 'oops'?

Tsunaron: I think he saw me.

Azrael: Yeah, I know that (Jason stops in front of them) I think we need to re-boot (Jason slashes Azrael's torso from his collarbone to his abdomen) ...That does not count as a kill.

Azrael: Yeah, I know that (Jason stops in front of them) I think we need to re-boot (Jason slashes Azrael's torso from his collarbone to his abdomen) That does not count as a kill.

Rowan: How do we get off this ship?

Waylander: I don't know.

Rowan: Could you beam us off or something?

Waylander: "Beam us off"?

Waylander: Beam us off?

Professor Lowe: Can someone tell me what's on his face?

Janessa: Ahh...some kind of 20th century carbon filtration unit?

Janessa: Ahh, some kind of 20th century carbon filtration unit?

Tsunaron: It's a hockey mask.

Janessa: Oh, this sucks on so many levels!

Tsunaron: Hey Slappy...Got a little something for you.

Tsunaron: Hey Slappy. Got a little something for you.

Professor Lowe: Oh, you want your machete! Sh*t, it's yours! Take it! Just remember who got it back for you (calling out) ...Guys, it's okay! He just wanted his machete back!

Professor Lowe: Oh, you want your machete! Sh*t, it's yours! Take it! Just remember who got it back for you (calling out) Guys, it's okay! He just wanted his machete back!

KAY-EM 14: You'll be fine.

Azrael: Fine? I'm missing my arm! (Kay-Em slips a bandage on the nub of his arm, and the drug hits him) ...You're so pretty.

Azrael: Fine? I'm missing my arm! (Kay-Em slips a bandage on the nub of his arm, and the drug hits him) You're so pretty.

KAY-EM 14: (Kay-Em 14's head has been separated from her body) - I'd clap if I could.

Professor Lowe: Soon to be a rich son of a bitch.

Dr. Wimmer: His unique ability to regenerate lost and damaged tissue, it's just it cries out for more research.

Janessa: Why don't you just admit it? You want me.

Tsunaron: I couldn't be with a girl whose balls are bigger than mine.

Professor Lowe: They're students. The educational experience will be enough.

Janessa: Just...don't wreck my pants.

Janessa: Just, don't wreck my pants.

Tsunaron: What do you think? Are we going to make it?

KAY-EM 14: The statistical probability of survival is twelve per cent.

Tsunaron: Twelve per cent? Can you come up with better odds?

KAY-EM 14: Nope.

Tsunaron: Bullsh*t, Kay-Em! That's Bullsh*t!

Adrienne: (she takes off Jason's mask) - Ah poor baby, no wonder you wore this thing.

Sgt. Brodski: It's gonna take more than a poke in the ribs to put down this old dog (Jason stabs him through the chest again) ...Yeah, that ought a do it.

Sgt. Brodski: It's gonna take more than a poke in the ribs to put down this old dog. (Jason stabs him through the chest again) Yeah, that ought a do it.

Kinsa: He's here!

Rowan: Quiet!

Kinsa: But if he's here he'll kill us.

Rowan: (covers Kinsa's mouth) - Be quiet! One more sound and I'll snap your neck myself. Got it?

Janessa: She's good with people.

KAY-EM 14: (to Jason) - Afraid I'm gonna have to hurt you now.

Rowan: I don't think he's out there...

Rowan: I don't think he's out there.

Janessa: Why don't you just stick your head out and have a peek?

Janessa: I'm real bitchy when I wake up.

Tsunaron: Did you just wake up?

Sgt. Brodski: I promised the professor that we take this guy alive. After you blow him all to hell, put one in his leg so we can tell the professor we tried.