Quotes

Curt: [Jules is holding complex textbooks] What are these?

Jules: Nothing.

Curt: [angrily] No. I'm serious. What are these?

Jules: I just...

Curt: Where did you learn about this stuff?

Jules: From you, okay? I learned it from watching you!

[Runs out of the room, Curt laughs]

Marty: It was the pioneer days; people had to make their own interrogation rooms. Out of cornmeal.

Lin: Do we pipe it in or do you wanna do it orally?

Sitterson: [closes eyes] Ask me that again only slower.

Mordecai: Don't take this lightly, boy. It wasn't all by your 'numbers'; the Fool nearly derailed the invocation with his insolence. Your futures are murky; you'd do well to heed my - I'm still on speakerphone, aren't I?

Hadley: No. You're not. I promise.

Mordecai: Yes I am! Who is that? Who's laughing?

Sitterson: [pounds head on desk laughing hysterically]

Sitterson: They have to make the choice of their own free will. Otherwise, system doesn't work. Like the harbinger: creepy old fuck practically wears a sign saying "YOU WILL DIE". Why would we put him there? The system. They have to choose to ignore him. They have to choose what happens in the cellar. yeah, we rig the game as much as we have to but in the end, if they don't transgress they can't be punished.

Sitterson: I'm sorry, man.

Hadley: He had the conch in his hands.

Sitterson: I know. Couple more minutes, who knows what would have happened.

Hadley: I'm never gonna see a merman.

Sitterson: Dude, be thankful. Those things are terrifying. And the cleanup on them's a nightmare.

Marty: I'm gonna read a book with pictures.

Marty: Good work, zombie arm.

The Director: This is all most unpleasant. I know you can hear me. I hope you'll listen. You won't get out of this complex alive. What I want you to try to understand is that you mustn't. Your deaths will avert countless others. You've seen horrible things: an army of nightmare creatures. And they are real. But they are nothing compared to what lies beneath us. There is a greater good, and for that you must be sacrificed. Forgive us... and let us end it quickly.

Marty: I think I can get it to go down.

Dana: Do we want to go down?

Marty: [after discovering a hidden camera] Oh my god. I'm on a reality TV show. My parents are gonna think I'm such a burnout.

Curt: [after being manipulated by nerve gas] This isn't right. We should split up. We can cover more ground that way.

Marty: Okay, my turn! Jules!

Jules: Mmm?

Marty: Truth or dare?

Jules: Let's go dare.

Marty: I dare you, to make out with...

Curt: Please say Dana. Please say Dana. Please say Dana.

Marty: That moose, over there.

Dana: Um, Marty? Have you ever seen a moose before?

Marty: Whatever that mysterious beast is?

Curt: It's a wolf.

Holden: That's clearly a wolf.

Curt: [seeing old gas pump] This thing doesn't take credit cards.

Marty: I don't think it knows about money.

Daniel Truman: [seeing zombies] They're like something from a nightmare.

Lin: No, they're something nightmares are from.

Dana: Me? The virgin?

The Director: We work with what we have.

Hadley: [sighs] These fucking zombies. Remember when you could just throw a girl in a volcano?

Sitterson: How old do you think I am?

Lin: Whatever he's been smoking has been immunizing him to all our shit.

The Director: You've seen horrible things, an army of nightmare creatures. But they are nothing compared to what came before, what lies below. It's our task to placate the ancient ones, as it's yours to be offered up to them. Forgive us and let us get it over with.