Carla: Janitor, you're getting pummeled.
Janitor: That sounded like criticism. I don't respond well to criticism.
Carla: Whatever, you still suck.
Janitor: I'm out.
Turk: No, dude, come on. Baby why'd you have to go and say that? I can't finish this game by myself.
Carla: Follow my lead and jump in that warthog. You drive, I'll man the machine-gun and kill all the Jackals.
Turk: You've never been more sexy to me!