"ill be waiting for ya with a picnic basket"
Why would an all loving caring God want to punish the people he loves.
I laugh.
Possibly comment on how it'll be a party and that with all the other scientists we'll have probably figured out some geothermal powered cooling system. If they persist then I'll pull out my notebook and start explaining science to them until they get bored/frustrated and walk away.
It depends on who's there. If going to Hell means I can meet Aristotle, Nietzsche, Evariste Galois, Alan Turing, Carl Sagan, Jean-Paul Sartre, and more of my heroes, then I tell them I can't wait to go to Hell. Also I'm pretty sure Hell will have some kick-ass heavy metal playing 24/7.
"Um, no thanks. The Flying Spaghetti Monster has better plans for me."
I try to be respectful as long as they are. I tell them that I don't believe in their afterlife and its my concern not theirs. If they get belligerent, I try to separate myself from them and if I can't I give them the old "its your hell, you burn in it".
I laugh at them and politely suggest that they should not be deluding themselves.
Can't say that I've ever been threatened with that, or it's been so long, I don't recall. I would assume if someone did tell me I was going to hell, I'd probably just chuckle and walk away...
"If you're going to heaven I'd rather be in hell!"
IF you don't mind the swearing, I am constanly saying "Fucking Hell" and anyone that says that is not nice my relpy is "Well they fuck in Hell and they wank in heaven so I WANT to go to hell" and then smile real nice and sweet, except they can't see it for all the hair round me mouth