Ambulance Driver: We had to dig him out from under the most peculiar things I ever saw.
Dr. Hill: What things?
Ambulance Driver: Well, I don't know what they are; I never saw them before. They looked like great big seed pods.
Dr. Hill: Where was the truck coming from?
Ambulance Driver: Santa Mira.
Dr. Hill: Get on your radios and sound an all points alarm. Block all highways, stop all traffic, and call every law enforcement agency in the state.
Dr. Hill: Operator, get me the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Yes, it's an emergency!
Becky: Is this an example of your bedside manner, doctor?
Dr. Miles J. Bennell: No, ma'am. That comes later.
Charlie: Give up! You can't get away from us! We're not gonna hurt you!
Dr. Miles J. Bennell: In my practice, I've seen how people have allowed their humanity to drain away. Only it happened slowly instead of all at once. They didn't seem to mind... All of us - a little bit - we harden our hearts, grow callous. Only when we have to fight to stay human do we realize how precious it is to us, how dear.
Dr. Miles J. Bennell: They're here already! You're next! You're next, You're next...!
Stanley Driscoll: Is the baby asleep yet, Sally?
Nurse Sally Withers: No, but she will be soon. And the'll be no more tears.
Stanley Driscoll: Shall I put this in her room?
[referring to the alien seed pod he is carrying]
Nurse Sally Withers: Yes, in her playpen.
Dr. Miles J. Bennell: Drugs dull the mind - maybe that's the reason.
Dr. Miles J. Bennell: I never knew fear until I kissed Becky.
Wilma Lentz: There's no emotion. None. Just the pretense of it. The words, the gesture, the tone of voice, everything else is the same, but not the feeling.
Charlie: [mob chases Miles to the highway] Let him go. Nobody will ever believe him.
Dr. Miles J. Bennell: Listen to me! Please listen! If you don't, if you won't, if you fail to understand, then the same incredible terror that's menacing me WILL STRIKE AT YOU!
Becky: I don't want to live in a world without love or grief or beauty, I'd rather die.
Dr. Miles J. Bennell: This is the oddest thing I've ever heard of. Let's hope we don't catch it. I'd hate to wake up some morning and find out that you weren't you.
Becky: [laughs] I'm not the high school kid you use to romance, so how can you tell?
Dr. Miles J. Bennell: You really want to know?
Dr. Miles J. Bennell: [after kissing her] Mmmm, you're Becky Driscoll, all right!
Jack Belicec: Stop trying to rationalize everything, will ya? Let's face it, we have a mystery on our hands!
Dr. Dan 'Danny' Kauffman: Sure you have. A real one! Whose body was it, and where is it now? A completely normal mystery. Whatever it is, it's well within the bounds of human experience, and I don't think you ought to make any more of it.
Dr. Miles J. Bennell: Look, I wouldn't if I hadn't looked in Becky's cellar! How do you explain away the body I saw there?
Dr. Dan 'Danny' Kauffman: I don't think you saw one there.
Dr. Miles J. Bennell: You don't think I saw one here, either?
Dr. Dan 'Danny' Kauffman: I know you did because three others saw it too.
Dr. Miles J. Bennell: But I dreamed up the second one?
Dr. Dan 'Danny' Kauffman: Doctors can have hallucinations too.
Dr. Harvey Bassett: Oh, Doctor Hill.
Dr. Hill: Dr. Basset. Well, where's the patient?
Dr. Harvey Bassett: I hated to drag you out of bed at this time of night. You'll soon see why I did.
Dr. Miles J. Bennell: And so I ran. I ran, I ran, I ran! I ran as little Jimmy Grimaldi ran the other day.
Dr. Dan 'Danny' Kauffman: Love, desire, ambition, faith - without them, life's so simple, believe me.
Dr. Miles J. Bennell: I don't want any part of it.
Dr. Dan 'Danny' Kauffman: You're forgetting something, Miles.
Dr. Miles J. Bennell: What's that?
Dr. Dan 'Danny' Kauffman: You have no choice.
Dr. Miles J. Bennell: [having returned from finding that large numbers of pods are being grown in greenhouses, to Becky who, exhausetd, had fallen asleep in his absence] I've been afraid a lot of times in my life, but I didn't know the real meaning of fear until... until I had kissed Becky.
Becky: Miles, why don't you call Danny? Maybe he can help.
Dr. Miles J. Bennell: Danny? No. The way he was behaving last night... I'm afraid it's too late to call Danny too.
Becky: Well, what are you going to do?
Dr. Miles J. Bennell: Get help. I hope whatever's taking place is confined to Santa Mira!