King Kong Lives (1986)
Major Peete: [at the hunters loading up] What the hell is this? Deliverance?
Captain #1: You there! Are those weapons loaded?
Vance: You bet, General! And so are we!
Major Peete: You'll be shooting each other, you damn fool! You wanna get killed?
Vance: I want that ape's head on the hood of my pickup!
Amy Franklin: [feels sorry for Hank, who is miserably huddled and shivering with just a blanket wrapped around him while she is nestled comfortably and warmly inside her snug sleeping bag, and so she turns over with a slightly resigned air, unzips the side of the sleeping bag, casts open the entire length of the upper half, and smiles up at Hank invitingly]
Hank Mitchell: [in a tone of slightly surprised hesitation] Uhhh... are you *sure* about this?
Amy Franklin: [in a casual friendly tone, referring to Kong's having prepared a comfy spot on the nearby grassy plateau for Lady Kong and him to sleep] Yeah, why not... we're primates, too.
Lt. Col. R.T. Nevitt: They're gonna need a doctor when they get a whiff of this gas.
Amy Franklin: I'm sorry.
Dr. Andrew Ingersoll: That cost this institute seven million dollars!
Dr. Benson Hughes: She knows how much it costs. She's been a part of it since we first got Kong's heart resuscitated.
Amy Franklin: There's nothing wrong with the heart. The damn thing runs like a Swiss watch. It's his blood.