Here Comes the Boom Quotes

  • Marty Streb: If you're gonna lose, then I'm gonna help you lose. Deal?

    Scott Voss: Deal. Let's do this. Let's lose.

  • Lauren Voss: You disgust me.

    Eric Voss: Mission accomplished.

    Lauren Voss: Pig!

    Eric Voss: Ostrich!

  • Scott Voss: I think I can do this.

    Marty Streb: Do what?

    Scott Voss: Lose.

  • Niko: Hey, it's okay to be afraid. Don't worry! Use it! Try to channel it into focus! The last knock-out - it never happened.

    Scott Voss: Three migraines a week say you're wrong.

  • Scott Voss: How much food do you think is stuck in that beard?

    Joe Duffy: I don't know, but I can see corn from here.

    Scott Voss: Oh, yeah. You dip that beard in hot water, you get ramen.

  • Bella Flores: I guess it was unrealistic to think that anybody would show up when everybody has their own problems.

    Scott Voss: You showed up.

    Bella Flores: You shut up.

  • Mark DellaGrotte: Bro, you've been eating clean for six weeks. You eat this crap and you'll be lethargic.

    Scott Voss: I don't care if I'm "lethargic."

  • [first lines]

    Scott Voss: [upon waking up] Oh, god!

  • [Scott punches his opponent, "Lucky" Patrick Murray, knocking him out. The entire crowd goes crazy, as do Marty and Niko]

    Niko: WOO-HOO!

    Marty Streb: This just happened! This just happened! You did it! You did it!

    Scott Voss: Yaaaay!

    [takes out his mouth guard]

    Scott Voss: Yaaaaay!

    Niko: You! You're the man! We won!

    Scott Voss: [cheers before clutching his dislocated shoulder and going back to Murray] Hey, man. Great fight.

    [accidentally regurgitates the rancid applesauce that he ate prior to the fight, splattering Murray with half-digested applesauce. The crowd gasps]

    Scott Voss: I'm so sorry.

    [vomits even more applesauce on Murray. The crowd groans in disgust. Murray retches. The scene changes to Scott and Niko being driven home by Marty]

    Scott Voss: [angrily] Who leaves applesauce on the rear dash out in the hot sun? Y'know, a better question, who among us, who isn't Amish, MAKES THEIR OWN APPLESAUCE?

    Marty Streb: Yes, yes. Mistakes were made. But, we won.