Soldiers of Fortune

Reed:
But Control is going to cut your balls off, man. That guy was CIA.

Craig McCenzie:
Seems to me, you party with the Devil, God ain't ever going to help you.

The Pitchman:
[commercial on a Web site] We offer the ultimate in bragging rights.

[sets off explosion]

The Pitchman:
And the best part is... it's all tax-deductible.

Craig McCenzie:
No, no, no, there's nothing dishonorable about saving your best friend's testicles.

Craig McCenzie:
Just remember, the only thing worse in action than a coward is a hero. You got it?

[first lines]

Craig McCenzie:
[talking by radio while surveilling] Okay, Miss Mike, you're in. [long pause] Watch your ass.

Reed:
[sneaking into a stronghold, disguised wearing a burka] Definitely Taliban presence here. Not a lot, but they're here. Over.

Craig McCenzie:
If you see Bin Laden, you can give him a big New York kiss. Then chop his nuts off. You can wear them as earrings.

Reed:
Roger that.

Grimaud:
The Grim Reaper always get paid.

[after shooting Vanderbeer]

Sin:
F***ing banker.

[referring to Reed's little daughter]

Craig McCenzie:
Look at that! Look at what your nuts made! I saved those nuts.

[last lines]

Craig McCenzie:
A toast to Sam Haussman.

Grimaud:
Sam Haussman.

Cecelia:
Sam.

Haussman:
Bye bye, Number Five.