- Burt Gummer: [after killing a Shrieker with his bowie knife] Who needs guns, when you got Pennsylvania steel?
- Jimmy: Alright, we're just about done setting up perimeter. Any of those, uh, things get in here, we're gonna frag their asses.
- Burt Gummer: Sorry, what?
- Jimmy: I said, we're ready to frag their friggin' asses!
- Jasmine 'Jas' Welker: Don't do that, Jimmy!
- Jimmy: What?
- Jasmine 'Jas' Welker: Don't say things like, "Frag their friggin' asses." Burt Gummer can pull off that stuff, but it's not a good look on you.
- Burt Gummer: Sage advice.
- Burt Gummer: Lord, be praised. Machetes, huh? Bless my soul, Pennsylvania steel.
- Jimmy: That supposed to be good?
- Burt Gummer: Does a bear shit in the wood and wipe it ass with a white rabbit?
- Burt Gummer: Shriekers. They're ambush hunters. They make a loud screeching sound just before they attack, ergo the name. A large, bony frill on their head is like a infrared camera of sorts.
- Jimmy: They hunt by heat signature? Like "Predator."
- Burt Gummer: This is real life, son, not some Hollywood fairytale.
- Anna: Mr. Gummer.
- Burt Gummer: Come to add salt to the wound?
- Anna: No. I've come to make peace. We just lost several of our hunting party fighting that thing, including Dr. Richards, and I'm afraid Bill's gone batshit crazy. So if you can use a spare set of hands, I'd like to throw in.
- Jasmine 'Jas' Welker: Oh, come on, Burt. They say it takes a village.
- Anna: Oh, it's gonna take an army.
- Burt Gummer: An army?
- Anna: Yeah, I just met the queen, and she's Godzilla-big.
- Dr. Alistair Richards: Bill, we might've stepped in the shit this time. We shouldn't have hatched these things, let alone juiced them. This species should be left to die.
- Bill Davidson: Take it easy, man.
- Dr. Alistair Richards: It's R and D gone bad. Very bad.
- Bill Davidson: Hunting's a brutal sport, my friend.
- Dr. Alistair Richards: You know, there's actually a Burt Gummer Day. You know, like, like Labor Day or Memorial Day. He's not just a legend, he's a superhero in some circles.
- Bill Davidson: He's a paranoid militant with more guns and ammo than any sane person should have.
- Jasmine 'Jas' Welker: You don't have to go it alone this time.
- Burt Gummer: I've got this, Slim.
- Jasmine 'Jas' Welker: Yeah, but what happens if...
- Burt Gummer: If? That's one hell of an if. But if so, then and that ne'er-do-well son of ours stand to inherit two thousand gallons of petrol, a five year supply of water, three thousand MRE's and enough munitions to blow the state of Nevada to Kingdom Come.
- Jasmine 'Jas' Welker: Nice portfolio.
- Burt Gummer: Oh, and you get these sunglasses back.
- Jimmy: Hey, you know what they say? One sometimes finds his destiny on the path to avoid it.
- Burt Gummer: Beats the hell out of civilization with all its rules and regs. State of Nevada ordered me to hook up a sewer. You know what that means?
- Jimmy: Uh, sanitation?
- Burt Gummer: Sanitation, my ass. It means permits, government inspectors, bureaucracy. Oh, it's one big self-licking ice cream cone. The government gets your spore, it gets your DNA.
- Anna: Hey, Bill... does this feel right to you?
- Bill Davidson: Eh, it's disappointing, but we'll get him. Why?
- Anna: I mean, we hit that thing with a serious does of Special K, and he just shook it off like it was nothing.
- Bill Davidson: Super predators have a bad habit of being tough as nails.
- Dr. Alistair Richards: Oof. Tough hunt.
- Anna: Yep. No trophy mount for these slack-jawed hipster hunters from Silicon Valley.
- Dr. Alistair Richards: Hey, they paid big money for this hunt.
- Anna: Yeah, I should hope so. I mean, how often do you get to hunt a super predator who's genetic code's been hacked?
- Dr. Alistair Richards: A mega-super predator.
- Anna: Oh, even better. I mean, you tinkered with evolution so a bunch of tech geeks could hang exotic trophy mounts on their office walls.
- Dr. Alistair Richards: Too bloody right. We didn't come all this way to shoot clay pigeons.
- Bill Davidson: Don't you worry, Burt. I'll have those bad boys dressed and mounted by Monday morning.
- Burt Gummer: Before you begin your graboid-slaying quest, do yourself a favor and get something bigger than that 308. That's like spitting at Godzilla.