Chuck Norris: Matt Hunter

Invasion U.S.A.

Matt Hunter

Matt Hunter: If you come back in, I'll hit you with so many rights you'll be begging for a left.

Matt Hunter: [putting a grenade in Tomas' right hand] If you live through this, tell Rostov It's time to die.

[Hunter gives an interview directed towards Rostov]
Matt Hunter: Nikko was easy. Now it's your turn. One night you'll close your eyes, and when they open I'll be there. It'll be time to die.

Bouncer: Hold it! Where are you going? I think I know you, pal.
Matt Hunter: Makes us even. I don't know you either.
Bouncer: You don't have to know me, jerk? You buying or selling?
Matt Hunter: Just looking.
Bouncer: No, no, no, no. You don't look here. This ain't no peep show. You got business, do it. You got that, hunk?
Matt Hunter: I'm not sure.
[Grab the hand of the bottle of a beer]
Matt Hunter: You want to run that by me again?
[But suddenly cracked the bottle of beer in his hand by Hunter]
Bouncer: Ah! Ahh!
Matt Hunter: That's okay. I think I get it.
Bouncer: Oh! Son of a bitch.

Matt Hunter: Tell me something John, what are you going to do when the social security people find out you've been moonlighting?
John Eagle: Ain't found out about my air boat business. Been doing it for 40 years.
Matt Hunter: That's probably because you haven't made a profit in the last thirty-nine.

Flynn: Hi, Matt.
Matt Hunter: How's business?
Flynn: Oh, just booming. Sorry. There's all sorts of amateurs out there these days that are willing to fight wars for money.
Matt Hunter: I'm looking for Rostov.
Flynn: Rostov? You think he's behind all this? He can't be. He's in Europe.
Matt Hunter: He's here. I got to find him.
Flynn: You know, you never had any patience, Hunter.
Matt Hunter: I don't have time. Besides, you owe me for saving you in South America.
Flynn: I saw some strange new faces last night at the King Cobra. They looked real experienced. I'd say they were in business. Might be some of Rostov's people. I don't know.
[Hunter gets up and leave the bar]
Flynn: See you in hell.
Matt Hunter: Send me a postcard.

John Eagle: Matt, you wanna come to dinner tonight? We got some live ones. Fried, steamed, barbequed, your choice.
Matt Hunter: [under his breath] God, I'm sick of frogs.

Matt Hunter: If you come back in here, I am gonna hit you with so many rights you are going to beg for a left.
Victor: Oh, yeah?

Adams: Congratulations on taking Nikko out.
Matt Hunter: [Hunter grabbed Adams] Didn't help these kids, did it? For every one I stop, a hundred succeed.
Adams: You can't stop it all.
Matt Hunter: Rostov can.
Adams: If you can find him.
Matt Hunter: I'll find him.
[Hunter handover the report to Adams]
Matt Hunter: Here's what I want you to do.
Adams: Hunter, this is suicidal. I can't do this. The agency will never go for it. Do you realize what kind of cooperation this will take? Think of the risks.
Matt Hunter: Think of the stakes.
[Matt Hunter is leaving. And Adams looks up the report sheets and report to the FBI]