Quaritch: Parker, I think you're being a bit extreme.
Neytiri: I see you.
Jake: I see you...'re nipple.
Jake: They will not move, so leave.
Quaritch: That seems fair enough. Too-da-loo. Sorry for the trouble.
Jake: We will use our secret weapon... Laser Cats!
Parker: This is why we're here: hookers. Because these little blue bitches sell for $20million an hour on the street.(i know i know this one is a bit extreme)
Jake: (riding the Ikran): I'm the king of pandora! (dicaprio style)
Selfridge: OK, i know it might cost a little more, but maybe we should build the Na'vi a new home, as an apologie.
Grace: Dont forget the litter tray
Jake: I'm hungry. What do we got?
Neytiri: Cat food.
(hungry Prawns come out of nowhere)
Quaritch: How does it feel to betrayu your own race?
Michael Jackson: It feels pretty goo-ood! Whoo!
Quaritch: Commander Chip Hazard reporting for duty!
Parker: Well it's good tha- wait, what?
Jake: If I am 9 feet tall in my Avatar, how much bigger is my...
Quaritch: You know Jake, I'm getting all emotional. Might just give you a big wet kiss. (does so) How was that?
Jake(wtf look on his face):...........?

