- Sam Asgarde: I wonder where'd these big insects ever came from?
- Karuy: Arachnids.
- Sam Asgarde: Yeah, arachnids.
- Karuy: They seem to violate the laws of physics. Genetically designed... maybe for the silk.
- Sam Asgarde: Or the venom.
- Karuy: Large quantities of both!
- Sam Asgarde: Well, I'd like to thank those genetic engineers.
- Karuy: Why?
- Sam Asgarde: These eight-legged wonders have been guarding my hideout for years.
- Karuy: Like Cerberus at the gates of Hades?
- Sam Asgarde: Right, whatever that means.
- Karuy: Classical mythology. Like in an old Ray Harryhausen film.
- Sam Asgarde: Oh...
- Sam Asgarde: Well let's talk about movies later. These guys have got a do not disturb sign out.
- Karuy: Boy!
- [over the grave of his dog]
- Sam Asgarde: Bye, Tex. You're the only friend I had. At least I won't have to bury anyone else.
- Sam Asgarde: You want the gun? Take the damned gun. You people! You want my dog? You want the cow? Huh? Take the cow.
- [the barbarian comes close enough for Sam to punch him to the ground]
- Sam Asgarde: Works every time.