[Shaun leads the zombies away from the pub to create a diversion] Shaun: Come and get it! It's a running buffet! [shouts] Shaun: All you can eat!
[Shaun tries to get out of Philip's Jaguar] Shaun: Philip, have you still got the child-locks on? Philip: Safety first, Shaun.
[last lines] Videogame Voice: Player two has entered the game. [Ed, now a zombie, tries to bite Shaun] Shaun: Ed! Ed: [groans]
Rabid Monkeys Newsreader: Claims that the virus was caused by rage-infected monkeys have now been dismissed as bull... [turns off the TV]
[David is pointing a gun at Barbara and Shaun is trying to stop him] Liz: PLEASE CAN WE... JUST CALM... THE FUCK... DOWN!
Mr. Mertle: [Smalls has lost a baseball signed by Babe Ruth] I take it back. You're not in trouble, you're dead where you stand.
Tiffany: Can we get through one fucking conversation without you reminding me that my goddamn husband's dead?
Palmer: [forced at gunpoint to tie up the corpses of Clark and Dr. Copper] This is bullshit, Mac! MacReady: Finish it, Palmer. Palmer: They're dead, Mac!
Carl Fredricksen: Tell your boss he can *have* my house. Construction Foreman Tom: Really? Carl Fredricksen: Yeah. When I'm dead!
Roger Rabbit: Keep it up, Eddie. You're killing 'em. You're slaying 'em! You're knocking 'em DEAD!
Teacher in dream: Would you please diagnose this patient, professor Borg? Isak Borg: But, this patient is dead. [the patient bursts into laughter]
Raven Darkholme: Darwin's dead, Charles, and we can't even bury him. Erik Lehnsherr: We can avenge him!
[Froederick and Igor are exhuming a dead criminal] Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: What a filthy job. Igor: Could be worse. Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: How? Igor: Could be raining. [it starts to pour]
Surgeon Maj. Reynolds: You know this boy? Orderly: Name is Cole, sir. He's a paper hanger. Surgeon Maj. Reynolds: Well, he's a dead paper hanger now.
If any man, out of an humour, should turn all his Estate into Money, and keep it dead, he would soon be sensible of Poverty growing upon him, whilst he is eating out of the quick stock.
We should keep silent about those in power; to speak well of them almost implies flattery; to speak ill of them while they are alive is dangerous, and when they are dead is cowardly.
One of the rules of Greek lament poetry is that it mustn't mention the dead by name in case of invoking a ghost. Maybe the 'Iliad,' crowded with names, is more than a poem. Maybe it's a dangerous piece of the brightness of both this world and the nex...
Morality without religion is only a kind of dead reckoning - an endeavor to find our place on a cloudy sea by measuring the distance we have run, but without any observation of the heavenly bodies.
Science regards man as an aggregation of atoms temporarily united by a mysterious force called the life-principle. To the materialist, the only difference between a living and a dead body is that in the one case that force is active, in the other lat...
About the time you might start to think that science fiction - the real stuff, not the species of fantasy that goes under the name - is really dead, along comes a story by Cory Doctorow.
If you look at our current technology level, something strange has to happen to civilisations, and I mean strange in a bad way. And it could be that there are a whole lot of dead, one-planet civilisations.
