Oh, shit. Oh, shit. I'm feelin' a real lack of love here.

Don't say I never gave you nothin'.

— What the hell was that, Finnegan?
— I don't know! I didn't get a good look! You got all the parts?
— If I don't, I ain't goin' back to get 'em.

— Listen, this radar's still funky. I can feel it, and it's a very bad feeling. You know how many uncharted islands are out here?
— I don't know. Two?
— Very funny.