"Itz 106 miles to Armageddon, we gotz full tank ov squid-petrol, half pack ov fungus-cigars, itz dark an we iz wearing sunglasses."
"Stomp it."

"Wot duz Mar-zelluz Wallus look like?"
"Wot?"
"Wot planet ya from?!"
"Wot?"
""Wot" ain't no planet I ever heard ov! Dey speak orkish in wot?!"
"Wot?"
"Orkish, muddazogga! DO YOU SPEAKZ IT?!"
"YES!"
"Den you know what I'z sayin'."
"Yes!"
"Describez wot Mar-zelluz Wallus lookz like."
"Wot?"
"Say "wot" again! Say "wot" again! I darez ya! I double darez ya, muddazogga! Say "wot" one more Morkdamn time!"
"'E, 'e'z green!"
"Go on!"
"'E'z bald!"
"Duz 'e look like a grot?"
"Wot?"
*Bang.*
"DUZ 'E... LOOK LIKE... A GROT?!"
"Noooo!"

Show me de teef!!!

Ova da Warp n outta space
Thru moonz n planets n some base
Da boss commandz n we obey
Ova da warp n outta space!

I am sick of these motherf**king orks on this motherf** king WAAAAGGGH!

"Ya know wot you ar... wot youz made ov. Waaagh iz in ya blud. Dun't fite it. Youz din't kill for da clan. Youz killed for yurself. Gork's neva gonna make dat go away. When youz iz pushed, killing's az eazy as breavin".

~Rambo Adaptation

Git teh da choppa!

"I member ma first dakka"
"Wun choppa ta rewl dem all"
"I lub the smell o dakka in da mornin"

Dey can take our gitz dey can take our chopas but DEY CAN NEV TAKE OUR DAKKA

Oi, Boss, I dun fink we'z in Orkyland no more!