Mr. President: You know Mexico. Hell, you are Mexico.
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Mr. President: You know Mexico. Hell, you are Mexico.
Miss San Antonio: Try not to be distracted by the cleavage and the hairspray. That's part of my cover.
Voz: I just gotta say that you are one genuine article, Genghis Khan, high-caliber, fucker-people-upper.
Luz: Takes a bitch to make a bitch. And I smell fish taco.
Mendez: Vengeance never dies, it only changes targets.
Voz: My molecule blaster doesn't quite work yet - keeps turning shit inside out.
Desdemona: Pucker up, lover boy. Suck on this!
Desdemona: Ladies, give them hell. Save lover boy for mama. I have a special package for him. Killjoy! Give me my strap-on!
Miss San Antonio: Look at you, smarter than the average Mexican.
Elon Musk: Good luck, Mr. Machete. Get the bastard.
Miss San Antonio: For crying out loud, will one of you well-paid, well-trained gentlemen please shoot that motherfucker!
Mr. President: I'm President Rathcock, and I approve this message.
Voz: Get that Bastard! Try not to get too many of yourselves killed in the process!
El Cameleón 1: You wouldn't happen to have a Popsicle I could stick up my ass, would you?
El Camaleón 2: Your sense of direction doesn't inspire confidence, señor. Allow me to translate.
Voz: When you gotta go, go inside out.
La Camaleón: ¡Muy bien indeed! *in gruff, Hispanic voice*
Mr. President: You know Mexico. Hell, you are Mexico.
Miss San Antonio: Try not to be distracted by the cleavage and the hairspray. That's part of my cover.
Voz: I just gotta say that you are one genuine article, Genghis Khan, high-caliber, fucker-people-upper.
Luz: Takes a bitch to make a bitch. And I smell fish taco.
Mendez: Vengeance never dies, it only changes targets.
Voz: My molecule blaster doesn't quite work yet - keeps turning shit inside out.
Desdemona: Ladies, give them hell. Save lover boy for mama. I have a special package for him. Killjoy! Give me my strap-on!
Desdemona: Pucker up, lover boy. Suck on this!
Miss San Antonio: Look at you, smarter than the average Mexican.
Elon Musk: Good luck, Mr. Machete. Get the bastard.
Miss San Antonio: For crying out loud, will one of you well-paid, well-trained gentlemen please shoot that motherfucker!
Mr. President: I'm President Rathcock, and I approve this message.
Voz: Get that Bastard! Try not to get too many of yourselves killed in the process!
El Cameleón 1: You wouldn't happen to have a Popsicle I could stick up my ass, would you?
El Camaleón 2: Your sense of direction doesn't inspire confidence, señor. Allow me to translate.
Voz: When you gotta go, go inside out.
La Camaleón: ¡Muy bien indeed! *in gruff, Hispanic voice*
Miss San Antonio: Watch it now Pussycat. That's not a very ladylike kinda thing to say. Luz: I don't do ladylike. Miss San Antonio: So what then, you're just a regular old cranky bitch? Or is it PMS? Luz: If it were PMS, you'd be dead already.
Machete: Good luck on that pageant. Miss San Antonio: I'm gonna need a lot more than luck! Did you see the ass of Miss Corpus Christi?
Machete: I'm not interested. Mr. President: Motherfucker, I'm not asking if you're interested. I'm the President of the United fucking States, man.
Sheriff Doakes: Well, I'll be goddamned. Clebourne: They say he doesn't die, sir. Been shot, stabbed. Doesn't ever die. Sheriff Doakes: Bull-fucking-shit. This Pedro has just got a thick neck is all.
Miss San Antonio: Really? You're gonna make me kill a blind chick? I'm pretty sure they're gonna take my crown for that. Luz: That's all right. They'll just give it to the next bimbo who spreads like butter.
Miss San Antonio: So now what happens? Luz: Ask the last guy who shot my eye out.
Mr. President: Machete, what's this I hear about you having Mendez in custody? Machete: Things got complicated. Mr. President: No shit! You were supposed to take him out, not give him a joyride on the Good Ship Lollypop! Damn it, I didn't recruit you for your sense of compassion. Machete kills. That's what he does! He doesn't save the bad guys! Now shoot that motherfucker! Machete: If he dies, you die. The missile is wired to his heart. Mr. President: Come again? Miss San Antonio: Machete, can it be disarmed? Machete: Only where it was made. VozTech. Mr. President: VozTech is the biggest weapons supplier to our military! You want to bring him all the way back to the fucking manufacturer? Machete: I need your help getting him across the border. This is a part of something big. I can feel it. Mr. President: Last time I sent a black op team into Mexico, they got dead and I got the Oval ass-fuck.
Mendez: Machete, this man is a dirty cop. Police Captain: Shut your fucking mouth! Shut up, loco! Mendez: You shouldn't have said that, amigo. Because if you call me loco, then I'm afraid loco is what you get!
Voz: Mendez wasn't my only boogeyman. North Korea, Russia, I have a Mendez everywhere. And in a matter of hours, they'll launch on one another, throwing the world into gargantuan, unrecoverable anarchy. Too many syllables? The world is fucked. Machete: Why? Voz: This world must end in order for a more perfect one to emerge. And like it or not, Mr. Machete, you're coming with me.
Freedom Force Leader: Drop it! Reach for the sky before I put that illegal face in a tussle. El Camaleón 4: You have it all wrong. This is all a big mistake. Freedom Force Leader: Only mistake you made was dancin' across that border, muchacho. El Camaleón 4: No, no, you don't understand. I am not Mexican. Freedom Force Leader: Don't move your hands, amigo! El Camaleón 4: Sir. really, listen to my voice. Do I sound Mexican? I am from Ontario, for fuck's sake! Freedom Force Leader: Canadian and Mexican. Double-whammy. Smoke this fool!
Title Card: In a land beyond space and time... Trailer Voice Guy: A new world enslaved. This is a land in need of a hero. Trailer Voice Guy: They call him... MACHETE. Trailer Voice Guy: Machete Machete. Trailer Voice Guy: He knows the score. Space Babe: We need a leader. We need a revolution. We need you, Machete. Trailer Voice Guy: He gets the space babes. Luz: The people needs us, Machete. This is a new network. It's all... galactic and shit. Machete: He thinks he's God in heaven. So heaven must fall. Trailer Voice Guy: And he kills the bad guys. Starring Danny Trejo, Michelle Rodriguez... Luz: Eat photons, bitches! Trailer Voice Guy: ...Alexa Vega. With Justin Beaver, as Bleep. And Lady Gaga, as Trailer Voice Guy: whoever she wants to be. With special guest star Leonardo DiCaprio, as the Man in the Silver Mask. Trailer Voice Guy: Actor subject to change. Trailer Voice Guy: Machete Kills Again... in Space. Trailer Voice Guy: Rated X for cigarette use, prolonged sexual content, pervasive language, and space violence.
Police Captain: Why help the U.S.? Machete: 'Cause I'm the only that can. Police Captain: You're always the sensitive one, Machete.
Luz: I can't see, but I can still kick your ass. Voz: That's why I'm taking you with me.
