Men in Black1997

[Facing off with the Bug in the morgue, as he holds Laurel at gunpoint]

Agent K:
Freeze it, Bug!

Agent J:
Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

Dr. Laurel Weaver:
Christ, you are thick!

Agent J:
Look, how was I supposed to know?!

Dr. Laurel Weaver:
What did I have to do, sing it for you?!

Agent J:
Well, if you weren't coming on like some drunken prom date...!

Dr. Laurel Weaver:
Oh, God, that is so typical! Any woman who shows yet the slightest hint of sexual independence...!

Edgar/Bug:
Oh, everybody shut up!

Agent K:
Let her go, shiteater.

Edgar/Bug:
Now listen, monkey-boy! Compared to you humans, I'm on the top rung of the evolutionary ladder! So can it, all right?!

Agent K:
You're breaking my heart. Show me your face and I'll cure all your ills.

Edgar/Bug:
You ever pulled the wings off a fly? Do you care to see the fly get even?!

Agent K:
How far do you think you're gonna get without your ship, if that's what you call that piece of space trash we've got locked up in the office?

Edgar/Bug:
Put your weapons down!

Agent K:
Never gonna happen, insect.

Agent J:
It's okay, Laurel.

Dr. Laurel Weaver:
How is it okay?

Agent J:
I'm saying it's gonna be okay.

Edgar/Bug:
Don't bet on it, meatsack!