Predators (2010)
Alice Braga: Isabelle
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Quotes
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Isabelle : What happened to you? What made you so fucked up?
Royce : "There is no hunting like the hunting of a man. And those who've hunted armed men long enough, and like it, never really care for anything else thereafter."
Isabelle : That's pretty poetic. Did you come up with that all by yourself?
Royce : No, actually. That was Hemingway.
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Edwin : Excuse me. Just what the hell is going on here?
Royce : We're being hunted. The cages. The soldier. All of us. All brought here for the same purpose. This planet is a game preserve. And we're the game. In case you didn't notice, we just got flushed out. They sent the dogs in, just like you if you were stalking boar or shooting quail. They split us apart and they watched. Testing us.
Isabelle : How do you know this?
Royce : Because, that's what I would do.
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Isabelle : Hey, we need to rest.
Royce : So rest.
Isabelle : You look like you could use it too.
[Royce keeps walking, ignoring Isabelle]
Isabelle : You got a name?
Royce : Look, I'm sorry. You want to play scout leader? Great. You want to follow me? Fine. But I'm not doing this... I'm better on my own.
Isabelle : Want to see something fucked up?
Isabelle : [Isabelle shows Royce a make-shift compass which constantly spins]
Royce : Well between that and the sun, I'd say we have a real problem.
Isabelle : What about the sun?
Royce : It hasn't moved since we got here.
Isabelle : What do you think is really going on?
Royce : What do I think?
[Royce looks to Nikolai]
Royce : Spetznatz Alpha Group
[to Cuchillo]
Royce : Los Zetas Cartel Enforcer
[to Mombasa]
Royce : R.U.F., that's a death-squad from Sierra Leone
[to Hanzo]
Royce : Yakuza Inagawa-kai
[to Stans]
Royce : The FBI's Most Wanted
[to Edwin]
Royce : and... him. They're all heavy-hitters, he doesn't belong.
Isabelle : Belong to what?
Royce : I'd say we were chosen.
Isabelle : What about you?
Royce : What about me?
Isabelle : You know the jungle, all the players. I'm guessing Ex-Military, Black-Ops, probably Mercenary.
Royce : You got a problem with that?
Isabelle : Not at the moment.
Royce : Good.
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Royce : [to Noland who is wearing a Predator mask] What the fuck are you?
Ronald Noland : [Removes mask] I'm alive. You talk too loud. Smelled you since you got here. If I can smell you, if I can hear you, they can, too. Storm coming soon. This way.
Isabelle : Wait. Who are you?
Ronald Noland : [in sing-song voice] Noland, run away, live to fight another day.
Ronald Noland : I'm the one that got away. The one you don't fuck with.
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Isabelle : [Isabelle punches Royce] You set us up. He led us into that death camp, then hid and waited for that thing to strike. We were bait.
Royce : I needed to know who we're up against. Now I do.
Stans : A man is dead because of that.
Royce : This morning you were ready to kill him.
Stans : Well it ain't this goddamn morning, is it?
Royce : Well at least he didn't die in vain.
Stans : Why? So we could find out firsthand what it feels like to have our asses kicked?
Royce : No. We found out that there's more than one of them. That they use projectile and energy-based weapons. That they have some sort of cloaking device. That they're bigger than us, stronger, but also heavier.
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[the group finds a monolith with a pile of skulls and bones at its base]
Stans : What the hell is that?
Isabelle : Who would do this?
Mombasa : Whoever they are, they take trophies. In my culture the warrior with the greatest trophies commands the most respect.
Stans : Whatever.
Nikolai : It's a test. To see how we do under pressure.
Isabelle : If this were a test, you'd all be military. Total strangers. Live rounds. This is something else.
Cuchillo : Maybe it's ransom. Back in Tijuana, we kidnap you, put you in an oil drum. The ransom's not paid, we light you on fire.
Stans : I hear these stories about these experiments they run on cons. They stick drugs in your food and they sit back and watch what happens.
Edwin : Well, it's not drugs. If it was a psychotropic compound, we'd be feeling residual side effects. Loss of motor skills, blurry vision. And if it was a behavioral experiment... I mean, there... There'd be a point.
Mombasa : What if we are dead?
Stans : I was going to be executed in two days.
Nikolai : And I was in combat.
Mombasa : So was I.
Cuchillo : This is hell.
Royce : Last time I looked, you didn't need a parachute to get there. But it doesn't matter what happened, or why. We're here. Only question is, how do we get out?
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Isabelle : You know what I was doing when I was taken? Ishak, my spotter. He was caught. I could have done something, but then I would have been slaughtered along with him. So, I hid. I watched him die. I wished I pulled that trigger.
Royce : You do what you have to, to survive.
Isabelle : You said we were chosen. I asked, "For what?" I should've asked why. It's because we are predators. Just like them. We're the monsters of our own world. It's probably better that we're never going back.
Royce : I am going back. I'm going after that ship.
Isabelle : You learn how to fly it in the last hour and not tell me?
Royce : No. That thing strung up at the camp might know. My guess is, it'd do just about anything to get free. Enemy of my enemy.
Isabelle : That doesn't make it a friend.
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Isabelle : You put us at risk yourself. You want to be on your own, you got it.
Royce : Why don't you tell them the truth?
Isabelle : I don't know what you're talking about.
Royce : You know what I'm talking about. The way you looked at that thing that was strung up, the way you reacted. She knows what it is. Don't you?
Isabelle : We don't have a name for them. '87, Guatemala. A spec ops team went into the jungle. High end. Six men plus a CIA liaison. Only one made it out. In his debrief, he said they came in contact with something. He gave a detailed description. The thing on the totem. It wore some kind of camouflage that adjusted to ambient light. Made it nearly invisible in our spectrum. It could see in infrared. Heat signatures. He used mud to block his. That's how he beat it. It hunted and killed his team, one by one.
Royce : Whatever it is, wherever they're from, we're going to kill them all. We set up a defensive perimeter. Make it look like we are holing up. That'll bring them to us. We force them into a choke point. We get them in overlapping fields of fire. It can be done. I can't do it alone.
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Royce : How do we kill them?
Ronald Noland : However you can.
Isabelle : They must have a weakness.
Ronald Noland : Not many.
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[Nikolai goes to touch a strange looking plant]
Edwin : Uh, yeah, I wouldn't do that.
[Edwin sticks his scalpel into the plant and it secretes a fluid]
Edwin : Yep. Archaefructus liaoningensis. That is really, really poisonous. Wouldn't take more than one scratch to cause total paralysis...
Nikolai : Thank you. I'll watch for you out there.
Isabelle : [to Edwin] You made a buddy.
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Edwin : What are we gonna do?
Isabelle : We should go to higher ground.
Edwin : Really? We're on an alien hunting planet. You really think the solution is to walk more?
Royce : It wants us to run. That's how it hunts. This is its jungle. Its game. Its rules. We run, we die.
Isabelle : What's the alternative?
Royce : We need to know what we're dealing with. Dog tracks go that way. We go after it.
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[they find Cuchillo's body in a trap]
Mombasa : Wound one man. Make him suffer. Make him bleed. Make him call out for help, and set a trap and kill those who come. I know because I have done this.
Stans : So we're gonna leave him here, right? Come on, look at him. He's done.There's nothing else we can do, right? Right?
Royce : We leave him.
Isabelle : I can't.
Royce : Then, that's on you.
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[Isabelle is pointing her rifle at Royce, Nikolai and Cuchillo]
Royce : You want to lower the weapon?
Isabelle : [Isabelle shakes her head] I've never seen this jungle. And I've seen most.
Nikolai : All right, you think this is Asia? Maybe Africa?
Isabelle : Too hot for this time of year. And the topography is all wrong. Amazon, maybe. I saw more parachutes.
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[Stans and Mombasa are fighting. Then just as Stans goes to hit Mombasa with a log, he sees the rest of the group watching them]
Stans : You with him?
Isabelle : No.
[Mombasa shoves Stans off]
Stans : Then why don't you mind your own fucking business?
Isabelle : We have bigger problems right now.
Stans : Okay, "boss". Whatever you say.
Mombasa : [Grabs Stans] I will finish, what *you* started!
Stans : Strength in numbers huh?
Isabelle : Something like that.
Stans : Yeah, then maybe we should get that guy hanging in the tree?
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Isabelle : [to Edwin] When the time comes, I'll do us both. I promise it will be quick.
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[Deleted Scene]
Stans : Hey, you tired?
Isabelle : Yeah.
Stans : Yeah. Yeah, you know I love fucking. Look, just hear me out okay? You're hot as shit and it's been a really long time for me. And if those things up there, if they ever get to us; we're never going to get to fuck again ever. This might be our last chance. So I was thinkin'; you know what? Let's just do this thing. Let's get naked. Hot and wet, you and me, right here right now. And maybe I could find a sheet for you, you know. Get you some privacy or something.
Isabelle : Okay.
Stans : Really?
Isabelle : No.
Stans : Wow. Really? Okay, okay.
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[Deleted Scene]
Isabelle : Let's go. We need to work as a team.
Cuchillo : Bitch! Does this look like a team-work orientated group of individuals to you?
Isabelle : Somebody did this to us. You want to kill each other? Do it after we get out of the fucking jungle!
Stans : I don't take orders from snatch.
Isabelle : Fine, go the other way. Get eaten by something. Enjoy!
[the rest of the group follows Isabelle. Stans hesitates]
Stans : [muttering to himself] This is so fucking weird. Ah, fuck. Fuck this!
[Stans runs to catch up with the others]
