Trollhunter Quotes

Thomas: In one sense, you are a true Norwegian hero.

Hans, trolljegeren: No, you're wrong about that. There's nothing heroic about what I do. It's dirty work.

Hans, trolljegeren: No one here believes in God or Jesus?

Thomas: Nope. None of us.

Kalle: Don't look at me. Serious? Because they can smell the blood of a Christian man?

Kalle: So what do you do if a troll wants to have an eating contest with you?

Hans, trolljegeren: Eating contest?

Kalle: Yeah.

Hans, trolljegeren: Fairy tales usually don't match reality.

Johanna: Question. Why doesn't anybody know about this?

Hans, trolljegeren: Because someone doesn't want people to know.

Thomas: The government? Is the government behind this? Do you work for them?

Johanna: Why show it to us now?

Hans, trolljegeren: Because I'm tired of this shitty job. I have no rights whatsoever. I get no night bonus. No overtime. No nuisance compensation. Maybe it's time for a change in troll management. So if you could get this on TV...

Thomas: That shouldn't be a problem.

Hans, trolljegeren: A giant, 200 feet tall, has chased the Dovre trolls down here. We don't want Jotnars running around.

Malica: Give me a break. Do you all actually believe in trolls?

Hans, trolljegeren: You think a squirrel rampaged through here? If only the trolls were happy. But TSS wants to keep a lid on everything.

Thomas: In fairy tales, trolls wear clothes and talk like people - they're just like people.

Hans, trolljegeren: Fairy tales are for kids. Trolls are animals. Predators. They eat, shit and mate. Eat anything they can.

Thomas: How old can trolls get?

Hans, trolljegeren: 1000, 1200 years.

Thomas: And their intelligence level?

Hans, trolljegeren: In the pits. They are not bright. They manage to eat. But how hard is it to survive on rocks? I once saw a troll try to eat its own tail. His head between his legs, he tried to suck down his own tail. He started gagging on it, tipped over, and rolled down a hill like a wheel.

Thomas: [noticing a container in Hans' trailer] Is that what we rubbed on ourselves?

Hans, trolljegeren: Yes.

Thomas: What is it?

Hans, trolljegeren: Concentrated troll stench. A mixture of all the crap you can squeeze out of a troll.

Thomas: We are in troll territory now. You don't seem to like entering these territories. Is there some particular reason?

Hans, trolljegeren: There was a mountain troll territory up in Strynefjell. Back in the 70's they decided to build tunnels through that troll-rich area. Both the TSS and I tried to object, but to no avail. I was given the task of going in and exterminating all the trolls. Every last one. Pregnant females. Kids. Newborns that hadn't even learned to walk. It was a massacre.

Polsk bjørnejeger: Hello. Hello, Finn.

Finn Haugen: Hello.

Polsk bjørnejeger: How are you?

Finn Haugen: Good.

Polsk bjørnejeger: Are you good?

Finn Haugen: Good.

Polsk bjørnejeger: Are you very good?

Finn Haugen: Yes.

Hans, trolljegeren: Why the hell did you say that none of you were Christian? The way that troll sniffed around, obviously one of you believes in God.

Thomas: I don't believe in God. I sang in a church teen choir, but that's because my parents forced me to.