District 9

Wikus Van De Merwe:
[to Fundiswa, referring to the face mask] You don't need that, man. Only sissies wear that. You don't need that.

Wikus Van De Merwe:
[upon finding a large weapons cache] This is Christmas.

Wikus Van De Merwe:
[pointing at alien graffiti] This is basically a guy, and there's three humans here. Basically trying to make a warning, you know, he's saying "I killed three humans, watch out for me."

Wikus Van De Merwe:
[on the phone, after his call is aborted] I've been friends with you for f***ing 19 years, man! [to an observer] F*** off! What are you watching, man?! F*** off!

Wikus Van De Merwe:
This whole's thing's under your shack? For 20 years, you've had this f***in' thing hidden down here? This is, this is very illegal. I mean, this is... this is a fine - if they catch you with it.

Wikus Van De Merwe:
[to his wife] Honey, you have to believe me, I never had sex with a creature. I would never have sex with any f***in' creature.

Wikus Van De Merwe:
F***ing prawns!

Wikus Van De Merwe:
[in the Exo-Suit] You wanna f***ing play with me, Koobus?! You f***er!

James Hope:
I mean, you can't say they don't look like that, that's what they look like, right? They look like prawns.

MNU Instructional Voice:
[in MNU Humvee] When dealing with aliens, try to be polite, but firm. And always remember that a smile is cheaper than a bullet.

MNU Agent:
MNU! We're serving eviction notices.

Alien:
What is "eviction"?

Christopher Johnson's Son:
How many moons does our planet have?

Christopher Johnson:
Seven.

Christopher Johnson's Son:
This planet only has one. I can't wait to see our planet again... it's bigger than this one, isn't it?

Christopher Johnson:
[turns off holographic atlas of what seems to be the Alien home planet] Enough.

Christopher Johnson's Son:
We go home now?

Christopher Johnson:
Not home, no. This is where we must go. [shows his son an MNU brochure outlining "Sanctuary Park Alien Relocation Camp" aka District 10] See that tent there? That might be ours.

Christopher Johnson's Son:
I want to go home!

Christopher Johnson:
We can't go home. Not anymore.

Christopher Johnson's Son:
Fuel goes in here!

Christopher Johnson:
That's enough! QUIET!

Christopher Johnson's Son:
...then we fly away.

Christopher Johnson:
I said QUIET! We cannot trust him.

Wikus Van De Merwe:
What is he saying about the fuel, is this, are you trying to start this thing? He-he... Are you little f***ers trying to start this, and get away, eh?

Christopher Johnson:
Never mind.

Wikus Van De Merwe:
Ha-ha. Yeah, you sneaky f***in' prawns, heh? I knew you prawns were intelligent.

Christopher Johnson:
Too bad. I could have fixed you.

Wikus Van De Merwe:
Wha-- Well-well-wha-what did you say about-about the fixing?

Christopher Johnson:
[after Wikus uses his alien weapon to kill a guard] F***! I thought you said not to kill them?

Wikus Van De Merwe:
He shot at me!

Wikus Van De Merwe:
Don't give up on me, Okay? Because I haven't given up on you. Alright?

Tania Van De Merwe:
I won't.

Wikus Van De Merwe:
You almost poked my eye out with a fookin' lollipop! I'm tryin' to be fookin' nice to you, man!

Wikus Van De Merwe:
Listen. You go ahead; you can make it. I’m gonna…just hold em off here, and I’ll join you soon.

Christopher Johnson:
No, we stick together. I’m not leaving you here.

Wikus Van De Merwe:
Take your boy and go home, you have to make it. Don’t make me go through all this and not make it, you understand?

Christopher Johnson:
I will come back for you.

Wikus Van De Merwe:
Go! Go now before I change my mind, man!

Christopher Johnson:
Three years, I promise.