Dawn of the Dead Quotes
A nurse, a policeman, a young married couple, a salesman, and other survivors of a worldwide plague that is producing aggressive, flesh-eating zombies, take refuge in a mega Midwestern shopping mall.
Francine Parker: They're still here.
Stephen: They're after us. They know we're still in here.
Peter: They're after the place. They don't know why; they just remember. Remember that they want to be in here.
Francine Parker: What the hell are they?
Peter: They're us, that's all, when there's no more room in hell.
Stephen: What?
Peter: Something my granddad used to tell us. You know Macumba? Vodou. My granddad was a priest in Trinidad. He used to tell us, "When there's no more room in hell, the dead will walk the Earth."
Stephen: They're after us. They know we're still in here.
Peter: They're after the place. They don't know why; they just remember. Remember that they want to be in here.
Francine Parker: What the hell are they?
Peter: They're us, that's all, when there's no more room in hell.
Stephen: What?
Peter: Something my granddad used to tell us. You know Macumba? Vodou. My granddad was a priest in Trinidad. He used to tell us, "When there's no more room in hell, the dead will walk the Earth."
Terry: [Deleted scene/Unrated Version scene]
[covers the corpses on the floor]
Terry: Somebody should say something.
Ana: Yeah.
Michael: Glen?
Glen: No.
Ana: You worked in a church.
Glen: I played the organ.
CJ: Come on, man. You must've heard the priest say something about life and death.
Glen: It was a job. I don't believe in God. I don't see how anyone could.
[covers the corpses on the floor]
Terry: Somebody should say something.
Ana: Yeah.
Michael: Glen?
Glen: No.
Ana: You worked in a church.
Glen: I played the organ.
CJ: Come on, man. You must've heard the priest say something about life and death.
Glen: It was a job. I don't believe in God. I don't see how anyone could.
Michael: Truck's not gonna make it to Fort Pastor.
Steve: No, forget the truck. That place is fucked, man. Bloodbath city.
Kenneth: How do you know?
Norma: We just came from there.
Kenneth: Is everyone there dead?
Steve: Or dead-ish.
Kenneth: [more firm tone] Is everyone there dead?
Steve: Yeah, in the sense that they all, sort of, fell down, and then... got up and... started eating each other.
Steve: No, forget the truck. That place is fucked, man. Bloodbath city.
Kenneth: How do you know?
Norma: We just came from there.
Kenneth: Is everyone there dead?
Steve: Or dead-ish.
Kenneth: [more firm tone] Is everyone there dead?
Steve: Yeah, in the sense that they all, sort of, fell down, and then... got up and... started eating each other.
Steve: [playing "Hollywood Squares" with Andy] Oh, oh. Rosie O'Donnell. Tell him to get Rosie.
Kenneth: Oh, yeah. Rosie.
Tucker: No, too easy. Give him something hard.
Ana: You guys had really rough childhoods, didn't you? Little bit rocky?
Steve: Hey, sweetheart. Let me tell you something. You, uh, you have my permission. I ever turn into one of those things? Do me a favor, blow my fucking head off.
Ana: [nods] Oh, yeah, you can count on that.
Kenneth: Oh, yeah. Rosie.
Tucker: No, too easy. Give him something hard.
Ana: You guys had really rough childhoods, didn't you? Little bit rocky?
Steve: Hey, sweetheart. Let me tell you something. You, uh, you have my permission. I ever turn into one of those things? Do me a favor, blow my fucking head off.
Ana: [nods] Oh, yeah, you can count on that.
Televangelist: Hell is overflowing. And Satan is sending his dead to us. Why? Because you have sex out of wedlock. You kill unborn children. You have man-on-man relations. Same-sex marriage. How do you think your god will judge you? Well, friends, now we know. When there is no more room in hell, the dead will walk the earth.
CJ: Excuse me, not to shit on anyone's riff here, but let me see if I grasp this concept, okay? You're suggesting that we take some fucking parking shuttles and reinforce them with some aluminum siding, and then just head on over to the gun store where we watch our good friend Andy play some cowboy-movie, jump-on-the-covered-wagon bullshit? Then we're going to drive across the ruined city through a welcome committee of a few hundred thousand dead cannibals. All so we can sail off into the sunset on this fucking asshole's boat?
[Points to Steve]
CJ: Head for some island that for all we know doesn't even exist?
Kenneth: Yeah.
Tucker: Pretty much, yeah.
Ana: [nods her head]
Michael: Yeah.
Steve: [gives a sarcastically enthusiastic "thumb up"]
CJ: Okay. I'm in.
[Points to Steve]
CJ: Head for some island that for all we know doesn't even exist?
Kenneth: Yeah.
Tucker: Pretty much, yeah.
Ana: [nods her head]
Michael: Yeah.
Steve: [gives a sarcastically enthusiastic "thumb up"]
CJ: Okay. I'm in.
Ana: [everyone has run to the roof to watch the BP truck racing around the mall parking lot] What are we gonna do about that truck?
CJ: We're not gonna do anything about that truck!
Ana: There's people in there!
CJ: Yeah, and how do you know they're not all fucked up like everybody else out there?
Ana: Well, for one thing, they're driving a truck.
[gunshots coming from truck]
Ana: Oh, and shooting guns.
CJ: We're not gonna do anything about that truck!
Ana: There's people in there!
CJ: Yeah, and how do you know they're not all fucked up like everybody else out there?
Ana: Well, for one thing, they're driving a truck.
[gunshots coming from truck]
Ana: Oh, and shooting guns.
Michael: Officer, sir, you do not want to go that way.
Ana: Why? What's that way?
Michael: It's pretty bad.
Andre: It's hell.
Kenneth: What about Fort Pastor?
Andre: Maybe if you had wings. The road's thick with those motherfuckers that way.
Kenneth: How do you know?
Andre: We just tried.
Michael: Back when there was eight of us. We're going to the mall.
Ana: Why? What's that way?
Michael: It's pretty bad.
Andre: It's hell.
Kenneth: What about Fort Pastor?
Andre: Maybe if you had wings. The road's thick with those motherfuckers that way.
Kenneth: How do you know?
Andre: We just tried.
Michael: Back when there was eight of us. We're going to the mall.
Michael: There's no point in arguing about this. We need a solution. We need to get some food over there.
Steve: Okay. I have an idea. We draw straws and the loser runs across the lot with a ham sandwich.
Ana: Could you be a bigger prick?
Steve: I think so. But, you know, that's irrelevant. My question to you is, what's your plan?
Steve: Okay. I have an idea. We draw straws and the loser runs across the lot with a ham sandwich.
Ana: Could you be a bigger prick?
Steve: I think so. But, you know, that's irrelevant. My question to you is, what's your plan?
The County Sheriff: We gotta burn... Danny! Danny! Put another round in that woman over there! Look, she's a twitcher.
[to the reporter]
The County Sheriff: I keep telling my men to shot those things in the head. Head... dead. Anyplace else, those things just twitch. Boy, we sure got a lot of them today. What's troubling is that I know some of these people were putting down. What can you do? It's got to be done.
[to the reporter]
The County Sheriff: I keep telling my men to shot those things in the head. Head... dead. Anyplace else, those things just twitch. Boy, we sure got a lot of them today. What's troubling is that I know some of these people were putting down. What can you do? It's got to be done.
Confused Reporter: Hi. I'm Bill Vibert with 23V Cable News. I'm at one of the collection depots waiting on an interview with Sheriff Cahill.
[to the county sheriff]
Confused Reporter: I understand you're having a difficult time killing these things.
The County Sheriff: [cutting him off] Just shoot them in the head! They seem to go down permanently when you shoot them in the head. Then you gotta burn them.
[to the county sheriff]
Confused Reporter: I understand you're having a difficult time killing these things.
The County Sheriff: [cutting him off] Just shoot them in the head! They seem to go down permanently when you shoot them in the head. Then you gotta burn them.
Andre: [Deleted scene/Unrated Version scene]
[to Michael]
Andre: Hey, my man. You know, I hear you talking a lot. You know, you're always saying something. Who the fuck are you that we should listen, huh? What are you, like, in Special Ops? You in the Marines? What the fuck do you do?
Michael: I sell televisions at Best Buy.
Andre: [to Kenneth] Wow.
[chuckling]
Andre: Hey, Officer, how you like following a guy that sells TVs?
Kenneth: About as much as I like following a guy who steals them. I'm not following anyone.
[to Michael]
Andre: Hey, my man. You know, I hear you talking a lot. You know, you're always saying something. Who the fuck are you that we should listen, huh? What are you, like, in Special Ops? You in the Marines? What the fuck do you do?
Michael: I sell televisions at Best Buy.
Andre: [to Kenneth] Wow.
[chuckling]
Andre: Hey, Officer, how you like following a guy that sells TVs?
Kenneth: About as much as I like following a guy who steals them. I'm not following anyone.
[Ana is talking to Tucker at Hallowed Grounds and then looks over at Steve, who is pouring himself a cup of coffee]
Ana: Well, it's nice to see you busting your ass today.
Steve: Oh, that's sarcasm. That is awesome.
[forced laugh]
Steve: Yeah, you know, I would love to help, but a captain never works alongside his men.
[Dangles his keys in front of Ana and Tucker and then whips them, making a cracking sound as he does so]
Steve: You guys, have a good one.
[He leaves]
Ana: What a total dick.
Ana: Well, it's nice to see you busting your ass today.
Steve: Oh, that's sarcasm. That is awesome.
[forced laugh]
Steve: Yeah, you know, I would love to help, but a captain never works alongside his men.
[Dangles his keys in front of Ana and Tucker and then whips them, making a cracking sound as he does so]
Steve: You guys, have a good one.
[He leaves]
Ana: What a total dick.
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: [on a TV] They use... consume maybe 5% of the food available in the human body. With that small amount, the body is usual intact enough to be mobile when it revives.
TV Commentator: What are you saying? Are you saying...
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: [interrupting] It is worth saving? Is a bite victim worth saving? For all I know, it's the brains that are already dead. It's the idiots that are still alive.
TV Commentator: You can't help us deal with your calm illogical ways...
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: Illogical hell! I'm showing you a way we can up the food supply 20 times.
TV Commentator: Food supply for who?
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: For a whole specimen that is walking around out there in increasing numbers, we should...
TV Commentator: Are you saying we should FEED them? The bite victims...
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: What else are you going to do with them? Give me an alternative.
[various arguing among the studio audience is heard in the background]
TV Commentator: You scientists are supposed to come up with a way of solving this problem rather than feeding the opposition? It doesn't make any sense.
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: Well, I can think of another alternative. Since these things seem to congregate in heavily populated areas and since we have not touched upon any of our nuclear resources... why don't we drop bombs on all the big cities?
TV Commentator: You're not serious?
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: I am deadly serious! What are the choices? They won't run out of food, that's the problem you see. And they won't run out of food as long as we're still alive.
TV Commentator: What are you saying? Are you saying...
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: [interrupting] It is worth saving? Is a bite victim worth saving? For all I know, it's the brains that are already dead. It's the idiots that are still alive.
TV Commentator: You can't help us deal with your calm illogical ways...
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: Illogical hell! I'm showing you a way we can up the food supply 20 times.
TV Commentator: Food supply for who?
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: For a whole specimen that is walking around out there in increasing numbers, we should...
TV Commentator: Are you saying we should FEED them? The bite victims...
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: What else are you going to do with them? Give me an alternative.
[various arguing among the studio audience is heard in the background]
TV Commentator: You scientists are supposed to come up with a way of solving this problem rather than feeding the opposition? It doesn't make any sense.
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: Well, I can think of another alternative. Since these things seem to congregate in heavily populated areas and since we have not touched upon any of our nuclear resources... why don't we drop bombs on all the big cities?
TV Commentator: You're not serious?
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: I am deadly serious! What are the choices? They won't run out of food, that's the problem you see. And they won't run out of food as long as we're still alive.
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: The normal question, the first question is always, are these cannibals? No, they are not cannibals. Cannibalism in the true sense of the word implies an intrapecies activity. These creatures cannot be considered human. They prey on humans. They do not prey on each other - that's the difference. They attack and they feed only on warm human flesh. Intelligence? Seemingly little or no reasoning power, but basic skills remain and more remembered behaviors from normal life. There are reports of these creatures using tools. But even these actions are the most primitive - the use of external articles as bludgeons and so forth. I might point out to you that even animals will adopt the basic use of tools in this manner. These creatures are nothing but pure, motorized instinct. We must not be lulled by the concept that these are our family members or our friends. They are not. They will not respond to such emotions.
[the gathered crowd starts arguing]
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: They must be destroyed on sight!
[the gathered crowd starts arguing]
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: They must be destroyed on sight!
Bart: Wanna hear something that really sucks? You guys know that chick at Dairy Queen?
CJ: The fat one?
Bart: Yeah. She was coming over tonight. I would have tapped that shit for sure.
Terry: Bart, dude, everybody's dead, okay? Your mom's dead. Your brother's dead. That fat chick at Dairy Queen? Dead!
Bart: Yeah. That sucks, too.
CJ: The fat one?
Bart: Yeah. She was coming over tonight. I would have tapped that shit for sure.
Terry: Bart, dude, everybody's dead, okay? Your mom's dead. Your brother's dead. That fat chick at Dairy Queen? Dead!
Bart: Yeah. That sucks, too.
Kenneth: Nothing to say. Been to a lot of funerals. Folded the flag and given it to a lot of wives, and fathers, and kids. I told them how sorry I was. But that's not what I was really feeling. In the back of my mind, I was always saying, "Better them than me." But I don't believe that now. Because now I realize there are some things worse than death, and one of them is sitting here waiting to die.
Steve: Whoa, whoa. Wait, wait, wait. I'm sorry. Why does he stay here while I go on the suicide mission to rescue Terry's already-dead girlfriend?
Terry: Fuck you, man!
Michael: We don't know that.
CJ: You know what, asshole? Either way we gotta get over there and get the guns to get out of this parking lot, all right?
Terry: Fuck you, man!
Michael: We don't know that.
CJ: You know what, asshole? Either way we gotta get over there and get the guns to get out of this parking lot, all right?
Roger: Hey, man, we can't carry all this shit.
[Peter wheels a gardening cart up with all of their supplies]
Roger: Oh, I see, we're just gonna wheel right by 'em, right?
Peter: We're gonna try, brother. We ain't doin' this for the exercise, so we might as well try to get what we can.
Roger: No way this is gonna happen.
[Peter wheels a gardening cart up with all of their supplies]
Roger: Oh, I see, we're just gonna wheel right by 'em, right?
Peter: We're gonna try, brother. We ain't doin' this for the exercise, so we might as well try to get what we can.
Roger: No way this is gonna happen.
Andy: [only on the DVD extra "The Lost Tape: Andy's Terrifying Last Days Revealed"] Kenneth, the black guy, over in the mall... he just wrote me that Fort Pastor's gone. We're on our own. There's no help coming. Yeah, okay. Okay. No problem, you know? People have always put up with shit, right? We survive. That's what we do. We survived the fucking Romans. We survived the Crusades. We survived the Black Plague! We survived fucking world wars! We survived everything! All right? It's just nature's way of thinning us out, you know? Leaving the best to survive and build a better world. That's what's gonna happen now. I'm gonna survive. I'm gonna build you a better world!
Francine Parker: Stephen, I'm afraid. You're hypnotized by this place. All of you! You don't see that it's not a sanctuary, it's a prison! Let's just take what we need and get out of here!
Stephen: Do you have any idea how many times we would have to land to refuel on our way up north to Canada? Those things are everywhere! The authorities would give us just as hard a time, maybe worse. Fran, we have everything we need right here. Besides, you always wanted to play house, remember?
Stephen: Do you have any idea how many times we would have to land to refuel on our way up north to Canada? Those things are everywhere! The authorities would give us just as hard a time, maybe worse. Fran, we have everything we need right here. Besides, you always wanted to play house, remember?
Peter: We're gonna have a hell of a time getting back.
Roger: We've just got to wait a little longer before we move.
Peter: No, there's always a chance of some of them staying up on the balcony.
Roger: We can handle that. We can break right through them.
Peter: If any of them see us or hear us, they'll just follow us on up. It's no good.
Roger: We sure as hell can outrun 'em. We can load up with what we've got and get the hell out of here.
Peter: I've been thinking... maybe we've got a good thing going here. Maybe we shouldn't be in such a hurry to leave.
Roger: Oh, man.
Peter: If we could get back up there without them catching on, we could hole up for a while, at least long enough to catch a breath, check out the radio, see what's happening.
Stephen: There's some kind of passageway over the top the stores. I don't know if it's just heating ducts or some kind of access. I saw it on the map.
Peter: Upstairs. Let's go.
Roger: We've just got to wait a little longer before we move.
Peter: No, there's always a chance of some of them staying up on the balcony.
Roger: We can handle that. We can break right through them.
Peter: If any of them see us or hear us, they'll just follow us on up. It's no good.
Roger: We sure as hell can outrun 'em. We can load up with what we've got and get the hell out of here.
Peter: I've been thinking... maybe we've got a good thing going here. Maybe we shouldn't be in such a hurry to leave.
Roger: Oh, man.
Peter: If we could get back up there without them catching on, we could hole up for a while, at least long enough to catch a breath, check out the radio, see what's happening.
Stephen: There's some kind of passageway over the top the stores. I don't know if it's just heating ducts or some kind of access. I saw it on the map.
Peter: Upstairs. Let's go.
[after avoiding a bunch of the zombies]
Roger: Well, we're in, but how the hell are we gonna get back?
Peter: Who the hell cares! Let's go shopping!
Roger: Watches! Watches!
Peter: Wait a minute, man. Let's just get the stuff we need. I'll get a television and a radio.
Roger: Ooohh, ooohh, lighter fluid! And chocolate. Chocolate!
[he runs down a clothing aisle]
Roger: Hey, how about a mink coat?
Roger: Well, we're in, but how the hell are we gonna get back?
Peter: Who the hell cares! Let's go shopping!
Roger: Watches! Watches!
Peter: Wait a minute, man. Let's just get the stuff we need. I'll get a television and a radio.
Roger: Ooohh, ooohh, lighter fluid! And chocolate. Chocolate!
[he runs down a clothing aisle]
Roger: Hey, how about a mink coat?
Officer at Police Dock: Hey! Ya got any cigarettes?
Roger: Any of you guys got cigarettes?
[Francine shakes her head]
Roger: No, I'm sorry.
Stephen: Where you headed?
Officer at Police Dock: Down river. We got an idea maybe we can make it to the island!
Stephen: What Island?
Officer at Police Dock: Any island. What about you? Where are you headed?
Stephen: Straight up.
Roger: Any of you guys got cigarettes?
[Francine shakes her head]
Roger: No, I'm sorry.
Stephen: Where you headed?
Officer at Police Dock: Down river. We got an idea maybe we can make it to the island!
Stephen: What Island?
Officer at Police Dock: Any island. What about you? Where are you headed?
Stephen: Straight up.
Stephen: We've got to find more fuel. Maybe closer to Cleveland.
Roger: No. We've got to stay out of the big cities. If they're anything like Philly, we may never get out alive.
Peter: We may never get out of any place alive. We almost didn't get out of here.
Roger: We're getting out of here fine. As long as there's not too many of those things around, we can handle them easy.
Peter: Yeah, well it wasn't one of those things that nearly blew me away.
Roger: We gotta stay in the sticks! There's bound to be more of those little private airports upstate.
Stephen: There's the locks along the Allgheny. There's several fuel-pumping stations there, state- and private-owned.
Roger: No, those are probably still manned. We don't need those hassles either.
Stephen: They're just out after scavengers and looters.
Peter: Oh, you got papers for this limousine?
Stephen: I've got GON I.D., and so does Fran.
Peter: Right, and we're up here doing traffic reports! Wake up, sucker! We're thieves and we're bad guys. That's exactly what we are. We gotta find our own way.
Roger: No. We've got to stay out of the big cities. If they're anything like Philly, we may never get out alive.
Peter: We may never get out of any place alive. We almost didn't get out of here.
Roger: We're getting out of here fine. As long as there's not too many of those things around, we can handle them easy.
Peter: Yeah, well it wasn't one of those things that nearly blew me away.
Roger: We gotta stay in the sticks! There's bound to be more of those little private airports upstate.
Stephen: There's the locks along the Allgheny. There's several fuel-pumping stations there, state- and private-owned.
Roger: No, those are probably still manned. We don't need those hassles either.
Stephen: They're just out after scavengers and looters.
Peter: Oh, you got papers for this limousine?
Stephen: I've got GON I.D., and so does Fran.
Peter: Right, and we're up here doing traffic reports! Wake up, sucker! We're thieves and we're bad guys. That's exactly what we are. We gotta find our own way.
Bart: [In the parking garage] What the fuck was that? I just saw something.
CJ: You didn't see shit, Bart. Shut the fuck up.
Bart: Oh, shit. Here it comes.
[a dog turns the corner]
Bart: Jesus Christ! It's a fucking dog.
Michael: [to dog] Come here, boy. Well, at least you know nothing's down here. It would've eaten him.
Bart: See? I told you I saw something!
CJ: You didn't see shit, Bart. Shut the fuck up.
Bart: Oh, shit. Here it comes.
[a dog turns the corner]
Bart: Jesus Christ! It's a fucking dog.
Michael: [to dog] Come here, boy. Well, at least you know nothing's down here. It would've eaten him.
Bart: See? I told you I saw something!
Officer at Police Dock: What are you doing here?
Stephen: We're with GON.
Officer at Police Dock: About a minute and a half on the car.
Stephen: Now, wait a minute. We're just here to refuel. Those men were already dead. Now you were here, you know that.
Officer at Police Dock: GON Traffic Watch. Steve Andrews.
Stephen: That's me, I'm Steve Andrews.
Officer at Police Dock: Yeah, no shit.
Stephen: We're with GON.
Officer at Police Dock: About a minute and a half on the car.
Stephen: Now, wait a minute. We're just here to refuel. Those men were already dead. Now you were here, you know that.
Officer at Police Dock: GON Traffic Watch. Steve Andrews.
Stephen: That's me, I'm Steve Andrews.
Officer at Police Dock: Yeah, no shit.
[looking at the approaching bikers]
Peter: Just three of them, huh?
Stephen: Holy shit!
Peter: They'll get in. They'll move the trucks.
Stephen: There's hundreds of those creatures down there.
Peter: Come on, man, that's a professional army. Looks like they've been surviving on the road all through this thing. Well, let's not make it easy for them.
Peter: Just three of them, huh?
Stephen: Holy shit!
Peter: They'll get in. They'll move the trucks.
Stephen: There's hundreds of those creatures down there.
Peter: Come on, man, that's a professional army. Looks like they've been surviving on the road all through this thing. Well, let's not make it easy for them.
Roger: You'll take care of me when I go, won't you, Peter?
Peter: Just rest, man. Save your strength.
Roger: I don't want to be walkin' around... like THAT!... Peter... PETER?
Peter: I'm here, man!
Roger: Don't do it until you are sure I *am* coming back! I'm gonna try... not to... I'm gonna try... not to... come back. I'm gonna try... not to...
Peter: Just rest, man. Save your strength.
Roger: I don't want to be walkin' around... like THAT!... Peter... PETER?
Peter: I'm here, man!
Roger: Don't do it until you are sure I *am* coming back! I'm gonna try... not to... I'm gonna try... not to... come back. I'm gonna try... not to...
Francine Parker: Rescue stations.
Charlie Parker - WGON-TV Typist who hands out notes to Francine: Half of those are inoperative as of now.
Francine Parker: Charlie, these are rescue stations. We can't send people to inoperative rescue stations.
Charlie Parker - WGON-TV Typist who hands out notes to Francine: We've had old information on the air for the last twelve hours.
Charlie Parker - WGON-TV Typist who hands out notes to Francine: Half of those are inoperative as of now.
Francine Parker: Charlie, these are rescue stations. We can't send people to inoperative rescue stations.
Charlie Parker - WGON-TV Typist who hands out notes to Francine: We've had old information on the air for the last twelve hours.
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: We must think logically. We must deal with his crisis logically, with calm and unemotional response! We have to remain rational. We have to remain logical.
TV Commentator: Scientists like you always think that way. That's not how people think. We just cannot abandon our moral code to...
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: We've got to! We've got to remain logical. There's no choice. It has to be that. It's that or the end.
TV Commentator: Scientists like you always think that way. That's not how people think. We just cannot abandon our moral code to...
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: We've got to! We've got to remain logical. There's no choice. It has to be that. It's that or the end.
Old Priest: Many have died, last week, on these streets. In the basement of this building, you will find them. I have given them the last rites. Now, you do what you will. You are stronger than us. But soon, I think they be stronger than you. When the dead walk, señores, we must stop the killing... or lose the war.
Roger: You better get some sleep, too.
Peter: I been thinkin'. There's an awful lot of stuff down there that we could use.
Roger: I know it.
Peter: It's a big place, but they're pretty spread out down there. I think we can outrun 'em.
Roger: Hit and run?
Peter: Hit and run.
Francine Parker: You're crazy!
Roger: This place could be a gold mine. We've got to at least check it out.
Peter: I been thinkin'. There's an awful lot of stuff down there that we could use.
Roger: I know it.
Peter: It's a big place, but they're pretty spread out down there. I think we can outrun 'em.
Roger: Hit and run?
Peter: Hit and run.
Francine Parker: You're crazy!
Roger: This place could be a gold mine. We've got to at least check it out.
[referring to Frannie]
Peter: She looks sick.
Roger: Come on, wouldn't you be?
Peter: No, man, I mean she really looks ill.
Stephen: She's pregnant.
Roger: [nervously] Hey, maybe we should get moving.
Peter: We can handle it.
Roger: Yeah, but what if she needs a doctor...?
Peter: [interrupting] We can handle it! It doesn't change a thing.
[to Stephen]
Peter: Do you want to get rid of it?
Stephen: [shocked] *What*?
Peter: Do you want to abort it? It's not too late, and I know how.
Peter: She looks sick.
Roger: Come on, wouldn't you be?
Peter: No, man, I mean she really looks ill.
Stephen: She's pregnant.
Roger: [nervously] Hey, maybe we should get moving.
Peter: We can handle it.
Roger: Yeah, but what if she needs a doctor...?
Peter: [interrupting] We can handle it! It doesn't change a thing.
[to Stephen]
Peter: Do you want to get rid of it?
Stephen: [shocked] *What*?
Peter: Do you want to abort it? It's not too late, and I know how.
Peter: Somebody better sit watch all the time.
Roger: [points to the boarded up door] They'll never get through there.
Peter: Enough of them will. And it's not just those things we have to worry about. That chopper up there could give us away if somebody comes messin' around.
Roger: And what are they gonna do? Land another pilot to fly it out? They're not gonna mess with a little bird like that, they've got enough on their hands.
Roger: [points to the boarded up door] They'll never get through there.
Peter: Enough of them will. And it's not just those things we have to worry about. That chopper up there could give us away if somebody comes messin' around.
Roger: And what are they gonna do? Land another pilot to fly it out? They're not gonna mess with a little bird like that, they've got enough on their hands.
Roger: Aww, God! Oh, Jesus Christ!
Peter: What is it?
Roger: My bag! I left my goddamn bag in the other truck!
Peter: [stops driving the truck] All right, trooper, you better screw your head on.
Roger: [hyped tone] Yeah, yeah, yeah; c'mon, c'mon c'mon, let's go!
Peter: [grabbing him by the collar] I mean it! Now you're not just playin' with your life, you're playin' with mine! Now... are you straight?
Roger: [subdued tone] Yeah.
Peter: What is it?
Roger: My bag! I left my goddamn bag in the other truck!
Peter: [stops driving the truck] All right, trooper, you better screw your head on.
Roger: [hyped tone] Yeah, yeah, yeah; c'mon, c'mon c'mon, let's go!
Peter: [grabbing him by the collar] I mean it! Now you're not just playin' with your life, you're playin' with mine! Now... are you straight?
Roger: [subdued tone] Yeah.
Roger: [over the radio while driving trucks] Hey, too tall, too slow, two, come back!
Peter: You look my size when you're sitting in a truck.
Roger: What I want to know is how we got to be in the same force with you being so large and all?
Peter: Well, they told me it was a midget force, and they needed somebody to look up to. Hey, where's Flyboy? What's his twenty?
Roger: He's probably up on the roof... with Flygirl!
Peter: You look my size when you're sitting in a truck.
Roger: What I want to know is how we got to be in the same force with you being so large and all?
Peter: Well, they told me it was a midget force, and they needed somebody to look up to. Hey, where's Flyboy? What's his twenty?
Roger: He's probably up on the roof... with Flygirl!
