Predator 2

"This is what I call the speech, kid. It's the only one I got and I only give it once, so pay attention. 'Til now, it's all been fun and games. "Cops and robbers," Dunkin Donuts. But you're in the shit now. Metro Command is a war zone."

"Okay, pussyface, it’s your move!"

"Shit... why can't this guy stay on the ground?"

"Tony Pope, live with Hardcore, on the scene and in your face! it's like Dante's Hell down here - smoke, fire, oppressive heat - as Columbian and Jamaican drug fiends once again transform the streets of L.A. into a slaughterhouse! Who the hell's in charge down here?! The cops? Uh-uh! They're outmanned, outgunned, and incompetent! Mr. Mayor, on vacation at your home in Lake Tahoe: get off your butt, get down here, and declare martial law!"

"This is Tony Pope, live from L.A., the city of fear, where the psycho vigilante killer continues his daily diet for murder. Bodies strung out! Bodies with the skins ripped off! The hearts torn from the cadavers! And just recently, King Willie, the drug lord, the vicious drug lord, found in an alley just around the corner with his head cut off, and his spinal column torn from the body - a fitting demise to the Prince of Powder."

"Reporter: As drought-ridden Los Angeles swelters in agonizing heat, drug lords wage bloody warfare in the streets. Yet another open conflict-- [a bullet ricochets close by] Oh, f*** this, get me out of here!"

"Leona Cantrell: I have heard about you."

"Cantrell: Yeah. Like your last partner got shot."