Jason Statham credited as playing...
Christmas
- Christmas: What do you prefer to be called, Jumbo or Shrimp?
- Jumbo Shrimp: Call me that again. Cut your fucking head off.
- Christmas: That's a little harsh, bite-size.
- Marsh: [after Marsh is revealed to be Ocelot and Christmas destroys his helicopter with a rocket launcher] You're like genital warts! Always showing up where you're not wanted and refusing to go away!
- Christmas: You got something I need, Marsh. I'm coming down to get it.
- Marsh: I guess you figured out that this device right here is the only thing preventing World War III, a conflict that, while devastating for many, it'll be insanely, insanely, INSANELY profitable for somebody, and that somebody is gonna be me! And the Expendables WILL TAKE ALL THE BLAME! So, enjoy the show!
- [throws the kill switch into the ocean]
- Marsh: Kill them all!
- [Marsh's men open fire on the Expendables]
- Christmas: [after killing Rahmat's last remaining henchmen] How you doing, Rahmat?
- Rahmat: I see you like to play with knives.
- Christmas: Well, I ain't playing no more. You're gonna give me the kill switch, and we're gonna end all this.
- Rahmat: Come and get it, hero.
- [Rahmat draws a pair of tonfas and the two men fight]
- Rahmat: [while Christmas and Rahmat are fighting, Christmas manages to stab Rahmat in the shoulder] Is that the biggest one you've got?
- [Rahmat takes the knife out of his shoulder and he and Christmas continue to fight; eventually, Christmas manages to knock Rahmat down and impale Rahmat in the chest with a tomahawk]
- Christmas: No, that's the biggest one I got.
- Christmas: [after killing one of Rahmat's men] Takk can't come to the phone right now.
- [looks at Takk's corpse]
- Christmas: He's a little limp.
- Bok: Who is this?
- Christmas: [Rahmat takes the walkie talkie] A man who made a mistake letting you live. But I'm here to remedy that.
- Rahmat: Ah, look who's still trying to be a hero. How nice of you to come aboard. If you're hoping for a redo of the mess in Libya, you're too late, I'm afraid. My men are on their way to hunt you down. So I guess it's up to me to put you in an early grave. Just like I did your friend in Libya.
- Christmas: Correction, he wasn't my friend. He was my brother. So you can bring your army. Bring all the fucking men you want and I'll work through every last one of them. When I get to you, I'll make sure that the only way you leave this ship is in a wonderful variety of pieces.
- [drops walkie talkie and flees]