jack: “you know what jack burton always says… ahh what the hell…”
jack: “you know what ol jack burton says at a time like this?”
guy: “who?”
jack: “jack burton! me!”
jack: “i took something… i can see things other men cannot see… why are you dressed like that?”
gracie: “you have a gun, right?”
jack: “a knife”
gracie: “a knife?!? this guy’s twelve feet tall!”
jack: “seven. besides, i can take him.”