Predators (2010)
Walton Goggins: Stans
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Stans : [the group enters Noland's hideout] Wow, what a shithole. You live here?
Ronald Noland : Oh, no. No. This is my summer home. I winter in the Riviera. The schools are so much nicer there. And the men... Ooh, la, la! By the way, you're welcome.
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Stans : [to Edwin] You know, man, if we ever make it home, I'm going to do so much fucking cocaine. I'm gonna rape so many fine bitches. I'll be like, "What time is it? After 5:00? Damn. Time to go rape me some fine bitches."
Stans : You know what I'm saying?
Edwin : [humoring Stans] Oh, yeah. Totally. Like; 5:00, it's bitch-raping time.
Stans : Mmm. Yeah.
[Edwin moves away from Stans and sits down next to Nikolai]
Nikolai : You should stay away from him.
Edwin : Yeah.
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Isabelle : [Isabelle punches Royce] You set us up. He led us into that death camp, then hid and waited for that thing to strike. We were bait.
Royce : I needed to know who we're up against. Now I do.
Stans : A man is dead because of that.
Royce : This morning you were ready to kill him.
Stans : Well it ain't this goddamn morning, is it?
Royce : Well at least he didn't die in vain.
Stans : Why? So we could find out firsthand what it feels like to have our asses kicked?
Royce : No. We found out that there's more than one of them. That they use projectile and energy-based weapons. That they have some sort of cloaking device. That they're bigger than us, stronger, but also heavier.
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Ronald Noland : You want to survive? You dig in deep. You stay hid.
Stans : Yeah, well, we're gonna go with door number two. How do we get out of this valley?
Ronald Noland : Oh. Ten seasons. First two seasons... No, three seasons I was there, I was walking in the same direction, trying to reach the edge of the preserve.
[Starts laughing]
Ronald Noland : Let me tell you something, there ain't no edge of the preserve.
Royce : Maybe you and your friend wanna tell me about that ship.
Ronald Noland : Let's see. That's a brilliant idea. Brilliant. The whole time I've been here, it never occurred to me to commandeer the alien spacecraft. But I wouldn't know how to fly it. He would. Of course, you know how to fly it?
Royce : I'll give it a shot.
Ronald Noland : [laughs] Well, I'm gonna get some sleep. No noise. They're out there. They're always out there. Water in there. Help yourself. All of you.
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Stans : How long have you been here, man?
Ronald Noland : Uh... Seven seasons, I think.
[responding to his imaginary friend]
Ronald Noland : What? Ten? Damn.
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Stans : [to Isabelle] Your ass is awesome.
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[the group finds a monolith with a pile of skulls and bones at its base]
Stans : What the hell is that?
Isabelle : Who would do this?
Mombasa : Whoever they are, they take trophies. In my culture the warrior with the greatest trophies commands the most respect.
Stans : Whatever.
Nikolai : It's a test. To see how we do under pressure.
Isabelle : If this were a test, you'd all be military. Total strangers. Live rounds. This is something else.
Cuchillo : Maybe it's ransom. Back in Tijuana, we kidnap you, put you in an oil drum. The ransom's not paid, we light you on fire.
Stans : I hear these stories about these experiments they run on cons. They stick drugs in your food and they sit back and watch what happens.
Edwin : Well, it's not drugs. If it was a psychotropic compound, we'd be feeling residual side effects. Loss of motor skills, blurry vision. And if it was a behavioral experiment... I mean, there... There'd be a point.
Mombasa : What if we are dead?
Stans : I was going to be executed in two days.
Nikolai : And I was in combat.
Mombasa : So was I.
Cuchillo : This is hell.
Royce : Last time I looked, you didn't need a parachute to get there. But it doesn't matter what happened, or why. We're here. Only question is, how do we get out?
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[after the group narrowly escapes a heavily booby-trapped area, they find a rotting corpse whose chest is blown out]
Mombasa : We triggered a dead man's trap.
Edwin : It's two weeks, judging from the rate of decomposition.
Nikolai : He took up a position here. Shooting in all directions. This was a last stand.
[Nikolai Checks the man's pocket and finds some documents]
Nikolai : United States Special Forces. This is strange. He is supposed to be deployed in Afghanistan.
Stans : What's he doing here, setting traps for us?
Royce : They weren't meant for us. He was hunting something else. Something a lot bigger.
Edwin : Bigger?
Royce : The trunk was a deadfall. Rule of thumb with a deadfall is you set the weight five times that of the target animal. Whatever it was, got through the trip wires. And did this.
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Stans : [Nikolai is looking at a picture] Who's that?
Nikolai : My kids. Big one, Ilya. And that's Sascha.
[Nikolai hands the picture to Edwin]
Stans : [Stans lifts up his shirt to reveal a tattoo of a big breasted woman] Uh... This is, uh, Candy Lee. Tits like Howitzers.
[he pokes the breasts with his fingers as if to play with them]
Edwin : Is that your girlfriend?
Stans : No. It's my sister.
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Stans : Hey, where are we going?
Royce : Someone put us on this rock. There's got to be a way off it.
[Falconer's aerial device flies overhead]
Stans : [Stans instinctively pulls out his knife] What the fuck?
Stans : [Stans looks at his knife then looks at how everyone else has a gun] Hey. You know what? Fuck this. This is bullshit, man. I want a gun.
Stans : [to Cuchillo] Come on, man, you got two motherfucking guns, man. Somebody give me a gun.
Stans : [to Nikolai] Come on, Russian. You got a big fucking gun.
Stans : [to Mombasa] Come on, man. Give me a gun.
[Stans puts his knife to Mombasa's throat]
Stans : Give me your gun. Right now. Give me your gun.
Mombasa : [Mombasa puts his sidearm to Stans' chin] I'm ready to die. Are you?
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[Celebrating Nikolai's killing of the Tracker Predator]
Stans : We killed it. We killed it. We killed it! We fucking... We fucking killed it. We killed it. Whoo! We fucking killed it. Huh? Who's your daddy now, motherfucker? Who's your daddy now, motherfucker? Hunt my dick, bitch!
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[they find Cuchillo's body in a trap]
Mombasa : Wound one man. Make him suffer. Make him bleed. Make him call out for help, and set a trap and kill those who come. I know because I have done this.
Stans : So we're gonna leave him here, right? Come on, look at him. He's done.There's nothing else we can do, right? Right?
Royce : We leave him.
Isabelle : I can't.
Royce : Then, that's on you.
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Royce : [to Noland] Say goodbye to your little friend.
Ronald Noland : You're in my house, motherfucker!
[Royce fires his AA-12 into the hull of the ship]
Stans : Yeah, that didn't open up shit.
Royce : Wasn't meant to, asshole. I'm calling in the cavalry.
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[Stans and Mombasa are fighting. Then just as Stans goes to hit Mombasa with a log, he sees the rest of the group watching them]
Stans : You with him?
Isabelle : No.
[Mombasa shoves Stans off]
Stans : Then why don't you mind your own fucking business?
Isabelle : We have bigger problems right now.
Stans : Okay, "boss". Whatever you say.
Mombasa : [Grabs Stans] I will finish, what *you* started!
Stans : Strength in numbers huh?
Isabelle : Something like that.
Stans : Yeah, then maybe we should get that guy hanging in the tree?
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[Deleted Scene]
Stans : Hey y'all motherfuckers! Y'all know I'm famous right? Number three on the FBI's Most Wanted list!
Edwin : What's your name?
Stans : Stans. Walter Stans.
Edwin : Oh shit! Yeah, I've heard of you.
Stans : Yeah, most people have. You want my autograph?
Cuchillo : Hey, I kill people for big money, a reason. You slaughtered thirty-six people for nothin'.
Stans : It's thirty-eight.
Edwin : Why?
Stans : Well, my lawyer said I was crazy. But you wanna know the real reason doc? Why the fuck not? God damn I love this humidity.
[to Royce]
Stans : Hey Tonto! How much further?
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[Deleted Scene]
Stans : Hey, you tired?
Isabelle : Yeah.
Stans : Yeah. Yeah, you know I love fucking. Look, just hear me out okay? You're hot as shit and it's been a really long time for me. And if those things up there, if they ever get to us; we're never going to get to fuck again ever. This might be our last chance. So I was thinkin'; you know what? Let's just do this thing. Let's get naked. Hot and wet, you and me, right here right now. And maybe I could find a sheet for you, you know. Get you some privacy or something.
Isabelle : Okay.
Stans : Really?
Isabelle : No.
Stans : Wow. Really? Okay, okay.
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[Deleted Scene]
Isabelle : Let's go. We need to work as a team.
Cuchillo : Bitch! Does this look like a team-work orientated group of individuals to you?
Isabelle : Somebody did this to us. You want to kill each other? Do it after we get out of the fucking jungle!
Stans : I don't take orders from snatch.
Isabelle : Fine, go the other way. Get eaten by something. Enjoy!
[the rest of the group follows Isabelle. Stans hesitates]
Stans : [muttering to himself] This is so fucking weird. Ah, fuck. Fuck this!
[Stans runs to catch up with the others]
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Stans : [To Mombassa who's tripped over] Looking good there boss.
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Stans : [to Noland] Open up you hanky fucker.
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Stans : Your ass is awesome.
