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Janessa: What the hell is that? Lowe: My god, he's a monster. Can anyone tell me what's on his face? Janessa: Some kind of 20th century carbon filtration unit? Tsunaron: It's a hockey mask. Lowe: Very good, Tsun. Janessa: What's a hockey mask? KAY-EM 14: Facial armor used in a sport outlawed in 2024. Lowe: Amazing. Absolute museum quality. We are looking at the find of the century, here.

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KAY-EM 14: So do you like them? Tsunaron: Sure, they're great. I wasn't sure that the polystyrine would bind properly with your outer... Tsunaron': Oh, geez. Looks like I'll have to double the glucomazine. KAY-EM 14: If they were fixed, would that make you happy. Tsunaron: Yeah, sure. KAY-EM 14: Maybe then you would want to have sex with me? Tsunaron: Er...well, you're not really programmed for that kind of stuff, Kay-Em. It might fry your emotional cortex. KAY-EM 14: You are afraid I would malfunction? Tsunaron: If past history holds true, you'll end up as psycho and batty as every other girl I've gone to bed with. I would never want to do that to you. KAY-EM 14: I wouldn't mind. Tsunaron: Look, Kay-Em. Let's not complicate things. I like our relationship just the way it is.

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Hey, you're lucky you weren't alive during the Microsoft conflict. Hell, we were beating each other with our own severed limbs.

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[to Jason] Afraid I'm gonna have to hurt you now.

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I AM real.

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It's gonna take more than a poke in the ribs to put down this old dog. [Jason stabs him through the chest again] Yeah, that oughta do it here.

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Rowan: I don't think he's out there... Janessa: Why don't you just stick your head out and have a peek?

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[scared] Oh, you want your machete! [laughs it off] Shit, it's yours! Take it! Just remember who got it back for ya... [Jason stares at him] [calling out] Guys, it's okay! He just wanted his machete back!

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Janessa: I'm real bitchy when I wake up. Tsunaron: Did you just wake up?

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Brodski: How long has she been dead? Kay-Em 14: 4.55 Centuries. Brodski: That's one hell of a wake-up call.

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Sven: What do we do with this guy? Brodski: I promised the professor that we take this guy alive. After you blow him all to hell, put one in his leg so we can tell the professor we tried.

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Brodski: What the Hell is going on? Rowan: Jason-fucking-Voorhees, that's what's going on!

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Tsunaron: Whoops. Rowan: What do you mean, "whoops?" Tsunaron: Nothing. Rowan: Not nothing. You just don't say "Oops." What "oops?" Tsunaron: I think he saw me.

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Tsunaron: What do you think? Are we going to make it? Kay-Em 14: That statistical probability of survival is 12%. Tsunaron: 12%? Can you come up with better odds? Kay-Em 14: Nope. Tsunaron: Bullshit, Kay-Em! That's bullshit!

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Tsunaron: Are you telling there's absolutely no chance for us to better our odds? Kay-Em 14: Statistical probability of survival just went up to 53%. Tsunaron: You want to go for 100?

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Dieter Perez: You are one son of a bitch. Professor Lowe: Soon to be a rich son of a bitch.

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Kinsa: He's here! Rowan: Be quiet! Kinsa: But if he's here, he'll kill us. Rowan: [covers Kinsa's mouth] Be quiet! One more sound, and I'll snap your neck myself. Got it? Janessa: She's good with people.

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Waylander: Now what? Janessa: Now basically, we... we die.

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Just... don't wreck my pants.

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Oh, this sucks on so many levels! [right before she is sucked out into space through the metal grate, shredding her]

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Tsunaron: How does he function with a brain that small? Janessa: Way manages. Waylander: That's very funny.

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VR Teen Girl #1: Hey, do you want a beer? VR Teen Girl #2: Or do you wanna smoke some pot? VR Teen Girl #1: Or we can have premarital sex? VR Teen Girl #1, VR Teen Girl #2: We love premarital sex!

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Let's smoke this fucker.

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Giddy-up!

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Lou, I swear, you mess with an engineer, you'll end up with a waste hose in your bunk.

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A box of DVDs is not a gold mine.

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Rowan: How do we get off this ship? Waylander: I don't know. Rowan: Could you beam us off or something? Waylander: "Beam us off?"

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Janessa: Why don't you just admit it? You want me. Tsunaron: I couldn't be with a girl whose balls are bigger than mine.

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Kids and their goddamn field trips. Let's bring the psycho on board. Yeah, sure. I just know I'm gonna get blamed for this shit.

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[to Jason] Why don't you stare at this for a while, you ugly bastard?

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Professor Lowe: Can someone tell me what's on his face? Janessa: Ahh... some kind of 20th century carbon filtration unit? Tsunaron: It's a hockey mask.

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Kay-Em 14: Vital signs are normal and strong. Professor Lowe: No shit.

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Azrael: What the hell? Dallas: I thought this was an alien slim. Azrael: Yeah, it is. Pause play. [Jason moves towards them] I said, "pause play." Dallas: He's not pausing. Azrael: Yeah, I know that. [Jason stops in front of them] I think we need to re-boot. [Jason slashes Azrael's torso from his collarbone to his abdomen] That does not count as a kill. Dallas: [laughing] Yes, it does. [Jason then decapitates Dallas, his head rolls to the floor] Okay, screw this. Game over.

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[Jason is just about to attack the others] Hey, Slappy. [Jason turns around] Got a little something for you.

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Tsunaron: Are you ready? Kay Em 14: I was built ready, baby.

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His unique ability to regenerate lost and damaged tissue, it's just it cries out for more research.

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[she takes off Jason's mask] Ah, poor baby, no wonder you wore this thing.

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Kay-Em 14: [injects Azrael] 55 cc's of ethrine. You'll be fine. Azrael: Fine? I'm missing my arm! [Kay-Em slips a bandage on the nub of his arm, drug hits him] You're so pretty.

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Azrael: Aw, shit. I forgot my arm. Janessa: [hands him his arm] Yeah, here you go, dumbass. Azrael: Hi, hand.

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Dieter Perez: The other viable is marked Voorhees. That's not Jason Voorhees, is it? Professor Lowe: What do you know about him? Dieter Perez: Jason Voorhees. He killed nearly 200 people and simply disappeared without a trace. Under the right buyer, he could be worth a fortune. Professor Lowe: We've got him frozen here on the ship. Dieter Perez: You worked list of ownership? No list. He's my find. He's mine. Professor Lowe: What about your students? Dieter Perez: They're students. The educational experience will be enough.