Mason Weaver: Wasn't Kong the one who killed your friend?
Hank Marlow: No.
Hank Marlow: [points to painting of a creature] One of them did. Kong's god on the island, but the devils live below us.
James Conrad: And what are they called?
Hank Marlow: The Iwis won't speak their name, but I call them... Skullcrawlers.
James Conrad: Why?
Hank Marlow: Cause it sounds neat.
James Conrad: Okay.
Hank Marlow: Look, I just made that name up. I'm trying to scare you.
Mason Weaver: I'm fine calling them that.
Mason Weaver: [to James] Are you cool with that?
James Conrad: Yeah. That seems okay.
Mason Weaver: I like the name.
Hank Marlow: I've never said that name out loud before, it sounds stupid now that I say it. Just... you call them whatever you want.
James Conrad: You just gonna sit there? In the dark? You're enjoying this, right? Is this fun for you? I promise I won't tell the Russians.
Mason Weaver: I promise *I* will tell the Russians.
James Conrad: She's gonna tell the Russians.
[throws pencil at the reverse mirror]
James Conrad: Why are you keeping us here?
Mason Weaver: I want to go home.
James Conrad: We get it. There was no island. We were never on an island.
Houston Brooks: [enters the room] Island? What island?
James Conrad: Brooks, what the hell is going on?
Houston Brooks: Welcome to MONARCH. This island is just the beginning.
San: There's more out there.
James Conrad: What do you mean more?
Houston Brooks: This world never belonged to us. It belonged to them. The question is, how long before they take it back. Kong is not the only king.
Hank Marlow: Kong's a pretty good king. Keeps to himself, mostly. This is his home, we're just guests. But you don't go into someone's house and start dropping bombs, unless you're picking a fight.
James Conrad: An uncharted island? Let me list all they ways you gonna die. Rain, heat, mud, disease carrying flies and mosquitoes. Sure you could load up on the Atabrine for the malaria... but what about the other bacteria? And we haven't even started on the things that want to eat you alive.
Preston Packard: [Walking up to Randa] How you doing?
Bill Randa: I'm fine, thank you.
Preston Packard: Good. Glad to hear it. I was worried about you.
[Sits, draws gun, points it at Randa]
Preston Packard: You are going to tell me everything I don't know, or I'm gonna blow your head off.
Bill Randa: Monsters exist.
Preston Packard: No shit.
Bill Randa: Nobody believed me. Yesterday, I was a crackpot. But today?
Preston Packard: So this was never about geology. You dropped those charges to flush something out. Who are you?
Bill Randa: You heard of the U.S.S. Lawton? Neither did the public. Out of a thousand young men on that ship I was the only survivor. They told my family she was sunk in battle but I know what I saw. It had no conscience. No reasoning. Just destroy. I spent the last 30 years trying to prove the truth of what I learned that day. This planet doesn't belong to us. Ancient species owned this Earth long before mankind; and if we keep our heads buried in the sand, they will take it back. My agency is known as MONARCH. We specialize in the hunting of Massive Unidentified Terrestrial Organisms.
Preston Packard: You knew that thing was out here?
Bill Randa: I'm sorry for your men, Colonel, I truly am. Get us home, with proof - so that we can send the cavalry.
Preston Packard: [Stands, holsters gun, turns, walks away] I am the cavalry.
Hank Marlow: I can't tell when I'm talking, or when I'm not talking.
Victor Nieves: You're talking.
Hank Marlow: Really?
Victor Nieves: Yes.
Hank Marlow: I'm talking?
Victor Nieves: Yes.
Hank Marlow: Your mouth is moving.
Victor Nieves: What?
Hank Marlow: I'm gonna stab you by the end of the night.
Victor Nieves: Really?
Hank Marlow: [laughs] Just kiddin'.
[Preston's squad flies through a storm]
Preston Packard: And remember the story of Icarus, whose father gave him wings of wax. Warned him not to fly too close to the sun. But the exhilaration was too great. So he flew higher and higher, until the sun melted his wings, and he fell into the sea. The US Army is not an irresponsible father. So they gave us wings of hot Pennsylvania steel, guaranteed not to melt.
James Conrad: I suppose no man comes home from war. Not really.
Preston Packard: Two years in country. Where you been?
Mason Weaver: Embedded with MACV-SOG.
Preston Packard: [chuckles] Ah, you were in the shit. I respect that. But it's people like you lost us support back home.
Mason Weaver: You're not actually gonna blame the people without guns for losing the war, are you?
Preston Packard: Camera's way more dangerous than a gun. And we didn't lose the war; we abandoned it.
Mason Weaver: Right.
Hank Marlow: [In Japanese] Death before Dishonor.
Hank Marlow: [looks at his wife's picture, sings softly] We'll meet again, don't know where, don't know when...
Jack Chapman: [after seeing Kong from a helicopter] Is that a monkey?
James Conrad: I'm sorry, Colonel Packard...
[holds up Chapman's dog tags]
James Conrad: Chapman is dead.
Preston Packard: Doesn't change a thing. We're still going to that crash site.
James Conrad: What's at that crash site that you want so badly?
Preston Packard: Weapons! Enough to kill it!
James Conrad: Kong didn't kill Chapman...
Preston Packard: [holding up dog tags] But he DID kill these men! MY men!
Jack Chapman: [last words] Dear Billy, sometimes life'll just punch ya in the balls.
Hank Marlow: [Looks at Bill Randa] Sometime's there's no enemy until you look for one.
Preston Packard: [last words, to Kong] Die, you motherf...
[Kong crushes him]
Preston Packard: We are dealing with a monster from a bygone era.
Preston Packard: It's time to show Kong that man is king!
Hank Marlow: People here used to live in fear, from everything. Then something strange happened: some of the monsters here started protecting them from the other monsters trying to kill them.
Preston Packard: [upon seeing a leafwing through the scope of a rifle] That's one ugly-ass bird.
Mason Weaver: We don't belong here.
Bill Randa: [Last words] Oh, shit.
Cole: You ever heard the story of the mouse, the lion, and the thorn?
Cole: There you go, then. In case we ever see that primate again.
Mills: You do know that story is about a mouse becoming friends with the lion after taking the thorn out of his paw though, right?
Cole: No it's not. The mouse kills the lion with the thorn.
Mills: [Slaps away mosquito] Who told you that, Cole?
Cole: My mother.
Mills: [pause] That actually explains a lot.
Bill Randa: Captain James Conrad, commander of the air - commander of the sky.
Houston Brooks: Conrad, which way are we going?
James Conrad: You three need to get back to the boat. It's that way. Wait for us till dawn. If we're not back by then, just go.
Houston Brooks: [scoffs] You ain't gotta twist my arm.
Hank Marlow: Where are you two going?
James Conrad: We're going to save Kong.
Hank Marlow: Not without me, pal.
Preston Packard: I know an enemy when I see one.
Preston Packard: [looks at his war medals] All this, and for what?
Bill Randa: [after Cole Throws Cigarette Away Causing an Explosion] 'Watch Those Fumes Idiots'.
Preston Packard: That is one ugly ass bird.
Hank Marlow: What lands here tends to stay here.
Bill Randa: Mark my words. There'll never be a more screwed up time in Washington. But we can't let it stop us.