[
from trailer]
Kaufman:
Zombies, man. They creep me out.
Kaufman:
In a world where the dead are returning to life, the word "trouble" loses much of its meaning.
Kaufman:
We do not negotiate with terrorists!
Charlie:
What happened, Riley, did you get fucked?
[
repeated line]
Kaufman:
You have no right!
[
last lines]
Riley:
Take us north.
Charlie:
Nice shooting.
Riley:
Good shooting, Charlie. No such thing as nice shooting.
Kaufman:
[
talking about Cholo] You're dead. You really are *dead*!
Arena Policeman:
What the hell is going on here?
Riley:
Someone shot the little fat man.
Manolete:
[
about the rapidly adapting zombies] Do you really think they can cross the river?
Mike:
It's like a bad dream.
Charlie:
I have bad dreams. Hell, yes. Just look at me, you can tell I have terrible dreams.
Slack:
[
talking about Riley] You take care of him, huh?
Charlie:
Hell, yeah. He pulled me out of the fire. It was bad... Just look at me, you can tell it was bad.
Pillsbury:
[
Motown is hot-wiring a car] Yellow to red!
Motown:
What the fuck does a Samoan know about hot-wiring a fucking car?
Pillsbury:
50,000 cars stolen in Samoa every year.
Motown:
Well, a million in Detroit.
Pillsbury:
Detroit has 50 million cars. Samoa, 50,000. Every one stolen.
Cholo:
Looks like God left the phone off the hook.
'High Noon' Soldier:
Stench, high noon.
Mike:
They're pretending to be alive...
Riley:
Isn't that what we're doing? Pretending to be alive?
Riley:
[
about the fireworks] Put some flowers in the graveyard.
Charlie:
Put some flowers in the graveyard. How come you call them that, Riley? I don't get it. There here ain't the kind of flowers you lay on the ground, these here are sky flowers. Way up in heaven...
Riley:
That's why I love you, Charlie, 'cause you still believe in heaven.
Pillsbury:
I came here to do something. So, we are gonna stand around, or we are gonna do something?
Slack:
Charlie, why do you lick your rifle?
Charlie:
Catches the light.
Slack:
What light? How can you see anything?
Charlie:
Good eye.
Cholo:
[
a shot is fired] What the hell's that?
Brubaker:
Oh, that's just target practice.
[
scene cuts to soldiers]
Veteran Soldier:
There's nothing there, man.
[
he's attacked by Big Daddy and screams]
Cholo:
OK, so what the hell's that, screaming practice?
Slack:
What's your story, Riley?
Riley:
I don't have one, nothing bad ever happened to me.
Charlie:
[
to Slack] Riley likes to be alone. He might take me, because he says being with me is just like being alone.
Cholo:
How many times have I told you, Riley, stop banging chicks with more problems than you.
Riley:
[
Slack shoots open the door, startling him] What the fuck are you doing?
Slack:
I'm making myself useful!
Riley:
[
gets attacked by a zombie] *Now* shoot!
Cholo:
[
Riley shows up] You were always the smart one, Riley, much smarter than me.
Riley:
[
under his breath] Not saying much.
Cholo:
[
to Mouse] There are three things a man must do alone - be born, die and, well, we all know the other one.
Riley:
Make sure she doesn't hurt herself.
Slack:
I can take care of myself, ok?
Riley:
Fine. Charlie, make sure she doesn't hurt anyone else.
Kaufman:
[
Kaufman gets in his private underground limo, while his driver opens the garage door] Careful when you open that door.
[
Big Daddy appears, and attempts to get into the limo. His driver sees this, and runs out the garage door, leaving Kaufman in the limo]
Kaufman:
Get back here, you bastard! You've got the fucking keys!
Kaufman:
[
Kaufman gets in his private underground limo, while his driver opens the garage door] Careful when you open that door.
[
Big Daddy appears, and attempts to get into the limo. His driver sees this, and runs out the garage door, leaving Kaufman in the limo]
Kaufman:
Get back here, you son of a bitch! You've got the fucking keys!
Kaufman:
[
as Cholo approaches from the shadows] Fucking Spic bastard!
[
as Kaufman walks out of the elevator with two bags in his hands]
Board Member:
What's in the bags?
Kaufman:
Money.
Board Member:
Whose money?
[
Kaufman reaches for his gun]
Kaufman:
Watch out, Get down! Quick!
[
pulls him down and shoots him]
Kaufman:
...Ours.
Puppeteer:
[
beating up another puppet] Take that, you smelly zombie!
Foxy:
[
diplomatically] It's Denbo and his idiot.
Foxy:
[
Cholo is bitten by a zombie and Foxy hold a gun aimed at him] It's your call man.
Cholo:
[
hesitates then shakes his head no] Nah, I always wanted to see how the other half lives.
Cholo:
Still workin' for the man. Kaufman send you to kill me, huh?
Riley:
Yes.
Cholo:
Takes a true friend to stab you right in the front, doesn't it.
Charlie:
[
repeated line; referring to the number of bullets he carries] I don't usually need that many.
Slack:
[
referring to Charlie] He thinks he's taking care of you.
Riley:
He does. Without his guns I'd be dead by now.
Slack:
Without you he'd be dead by now.
Riley:
Fair trade.
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