Marion Cobretti: You're a disease, and I'm the cure.

Supermarket Killer: I got a bomb here! I'll kill her! I'll blow this whole place up!

Marion Cobretti: Go ahead. I don't shop here. All right, just relax, amigo. You wanna talk? We'll talk. I'm a sucker for good conversation.

Supermarket Killer: I don't wanna talk to you! Now, you bring in the television cameras in here now! C'mon, bring 'em in!

Marion Cobretti: Can't do that.

Supermarket Killer: Why?

Marion Cobretti: I don't deal with psychos. I put 'em away.

Supermarket Killer: I ain't no psycho, man! I'm a hero! You're looking at a fuckin' hunter! I'm a hero of the New World!

Marion Cobretti: [shakes his head] You're a disease, and I'm the cure.

Supermarket Killer: Die!

[points his sawed-off shotgun at Cobretti. Cobretti throws a knife that he had concealed. It hits the thug in the abdomen]

Marion Cobretti: Drop it!

[the thug continues pointing his sawed-off shotgun at Cobretti. Cobretti fires 5 rounds from his .45 into the man, who dies. Cobretti walks over to the man & takes the bomb out of his hand]

Chief Halliwell: Cobretti, do know you have an attitude problem?

Marion Cobretti: Yeah, but it's just a little one.

Marion Cobretti: It's bad for your health, you know?

Punk smoking cigarette: What is, pinche?

[looking threatening]

Marion Cobretti: [grabs cigarette away from punk's mouth] Me.

[pause]

Marion Cobretti: Clean up your act.

[Cobra looks at punk's shirt, pulls it till it rips and then walks away with a smirk on his face]

[first lines]

Marion Cobretti: [narrating] In America, there's a burglary every 11 seconds, an armed robbery every 65 seconds, a violent crime every 25 seconds, a murder every 24 minutes and 250 rapes a day.

Night Slasher: The court is civilized, isn't it, pig?

Marion Cobretti: But I'm not. This is where the law stops and I start, sucker!

Marion Cobretti: Hey dirtbag, you're a lousy shot. I don't like lousy shots. You wasted a kid... for nothing. Now I think it's time to waste you.

Night Slasher: You want to go to hell? Huh, pig? You want to go to hell with me? It doesn't matter, does it? We are the hunters. We kill the weak so the strong survive. You can't stop the New World. Your filthy society will never get rid of people like us. It's breeding them! WE ARE THE FUTURE!

Marion Cobretti: No!

[aims his gun]

Marion Cobretti: You're history.

Captain Sears: If you ever want to get a transfer from the Zombie Squad to something easier, or you need anything, just say the word.

Marion Cobretti: Well, I would like to have my car replaced.

Captain Sears: We'd like to, but it's not in the budget.

Detective Monte: Cobretti, no hard feelings. You, uh, kind of overdid it around here. I personally would have looked for a more subtle solution, but that's not your style. No hard feelings.

[Cobretti and Monte shake hands, and then Cobretti punches Monte]

Marion Cobretti: No hard feelings.

Gonzales: You know, when this is over with, I'd like to celebrate, by punching a hole in Monte's chest!

Marion Cobretti: You know what the trouble with you is? You're too violent.

Gonzales: You're such a liar.

Marion Cobretti: Watch your mouth. You're in public.

Marion Cobretti: I don't deal with psychos. I put 'em away.

Ingrid: Do you ever get involved?

Marion Cobretti: With a woman?

Gonzales: I would kill for some...

Marion Cobretti: What?

Gonzales: Gummy bears.

Night Slasher: Let's bleed, pig!

Marion Cobretti: As long as we play by these bullshit rules and the killer doesn't, we're gonna lose.

Dan: I'd be sick to not want to sleep with you.

Marion Cobretti: He didn't say the magic word.

Detective Monte: What magic word?

Marion Cobretti: Please.

Marion Cobretti: I always wanted to have a tougher one myself. You know, a little harder name.

Ingrid: Like what?

Marion Cobretti: Alice.

Gonzales: Never liked that bitch.

Gonzales: He looks like a fugitive from the fifties, but he sure is great at catching psychos.

Captain Sears: Call the Cobra.

Marion Cobretti: How bad is it?

Policeman #1: It's bad.

Marion Cobretti: Any I.D. on the guy?

Policeman #1: Just another asshole who woke up hating the world.

Supermarket Killer: You can go. You can go! You're free!

Reporter #1: What makes a policeman a judge and jury? People have rights.

Policeman #1: You think a maniac who blew a kid's heart out should have rights?

Reporter #1: No matter what you think, people are entitled to protection by the law.

Marion Cobretti: You tell that to his family!

Captain Sears: Forget it.

Detective Monte: Forget it? What options do we have?

Captain Sears: Call the bastard.

Ingrid: Would you come over here, please? I won't hurt you.

Detective Monte: Excuse me, gentlemen, but I gotta say what I think, and I think this whole sorry ordeal is like some damn sick joke, if you ask me.

Marion Cobretti: Nobody asked you, Monte.

Detective Monte: Well that's just too bad, isn't it?