China, Il2011

Pony:
Steve, you and Flip Flop approach William H. Macy from the south.

Steve Smith:
Oh, come on. Don't stick me with that a**hole!

Flip Flop:
No, Steve's too old. He'll slow me down.

[Pony slaps Flip Flop]

Pony:
Shut up, pink boys! When you're 200 klicks away, open fire. That will distract him.

Pony:
Falgot, you and Sammy do the same with Martin Lawrence. Be careful! He's buck wild.

Dr. Falgot:
Are you just doing the thing like in the movies where you pair up the people who are mad at each other so they'll resolve their sh--

Pony:
AND, Matt, you take B.C. and...who are you, again?

Aladdin:
Aladdin...I guess.

Pony:
You guys keep Tim Allen off me and Frank. We're gonna kill the Queen Travolta.

Frank Smith:
No. Maybe I should stay. You know, guard the chips.

Pony:
If those three hogs are still at the entrance when Frank and I get there, we're all dead pink boys, got it?

Flip Flop:
Yo! Why we pink boys?

Pony:
[out of character] It just sounds good.