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Jason X

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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 right here on the ship.
Dieter Perez: You worked up a list of ownership?
Professor Lowe: No list. He's my find. He's... he's mine.
Dieter Perez: What about your students?
Professor Lowe: They're students; the educational experience will be enough.

[Jason approaches Professor Lowe and reaches out for a machete sitting next to him]
Professor Lowe: [scared] Oh, you want your machete!
[laughs it off]
Professor Lowe: Shit, it's yours! Take it! Just remember who got it back for ya...
[Jason stares at him]
Professor Lowe: [calling out] Guys, it's okay! He just wanted his machete back!

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

Fat Lou: 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.

Rowan: What are you doing here?
Dr. Wimmer: I'm taking the specimen.
Rowan: Well, you can't. I haven't prepped the cryostasis chamber.
Dr. Wimmer: I don't want him frozen, Rowan. I want him soft.
Rowan: We've already discussed this.
Dr. Wimmer: Yeah. Well, I had to go over your head. I'm moving him to our Scranton facility.
Rowan: Dr. Wimmer, you can't risk transporting him through open country.
Dr. Wimmer: This isn't open for discussion. His unique ability to regenerate lost and damaged tissue... I mean, it's just cries out for more research.
Rowan: And you'll risk the deaths of innocent civilians if he escapes?
Dr. Wimmer: Yes. But I'm sure Sergeant Marcus and his men can handle the transfer just fine. Sergeant?
Sgt. Marcus: Everything is under control, ma'am.
Rowan: Dr. Wimmer, please.
Dr. Wimmer: Rowan, he's no longer your problem.

Brodski: I'm putting us on lockdown. Attention! We have a hostile on board. Grunt team, report to weapons.
Fat Lou: The chick?

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.

[first lines]
Pvt. Johnson: [to Jason] Why don't you stare at this for a while, you ugly bastard?
[covers Jason with a rag]

Kinsa: He's here!
Rowan: 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?
[Kinsa nods]
Janessa: She's good with people.

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

Rowan: [sees Waylander with Jason's machete] Oh, whoa. Where did you get that?
Waylander: Uh, from your friend. The big guy with the hockey mask.
Rowan: You brought him onboard?
Professor Lowe: He's in the next lab. We're quite safe.
Rowan: Safe?
Professor Lowe: Our scans reveal him to be very dead.
Rowan: Could your scans be wrong? I think you just get rid of him, Professor. He's too dangerous.
Professor Lowe: Well, that would be irresponsible and foolhardy. He's a valuable scientific artifact that must be carefully preserved. Much like yourself.
Rowan: He is an unstoppable killing machine. He's not dead.
Professor Lowe: Believe me. He's definitely dead.
Rowan: Show me.

Tsunaron: Are you telling there's absolutely no chance for us to better our odds?
[Tsunaron and Kay-Em kiss]
Kay-Em 14: Statistical probability of survival just went up to fifty-three per cent.
Tsunaron: You want to go for a hundred?