- Dr. Harryhausen: But he wasn't trying to eat your friend's brains out. Little fella's in heat. Good thing orifice identification isn't his strong point.
- Dr. Harryhausen: But even here in the jungle I can hear my mother's voice..."Clean up your room, freak! Hey freak, go down to the store and get me my cough syrup and smokes." Tea anyone?
- Dr. Harryhausen: The island's going to sink.
- Jen: Oh, my God, you've got to be kidding! What dumbass did the location scout for this thing?
- Chase: Wh-where are we going? We're gonna walk around in circles until - until giant maggots squirm us to death? Or-or-or huge moths rip up all our clothes, or dung beetles the size of-of-of cows rip us to pieces because they hate our freedom?
- Carmen Electra: You didn't mail me a six-foot nude sculpture of myself made out of rubber cement?
- Josh: No, I made mine outta silly putty.