- Lt. Jackson: I think we're dealing with a haint, man.
- Lt. Harry O'Connor: What the fuck is a haint?
- Lt. Jackson: That's a cross between the Abominable Snowman and Willie the Werewolf.
- Lt. Harry O'Connor: Haint. Who the fuck ever heard of a haint?
- Lt. Harry O'Connor: Give yourself up, or we're gonna be forced to shoot!
- Lt. Jackson: You can't fire on these towers, Harry. It'd be like firing on the Lincoln Monument.
- Lt. Jackson: Brother, man, this situation is rapidly becoming insalubrious... meaning: We're about to stomp a mudhole in your ass!