Matthew Bennell: [dials his phone] I'll get the police.
Telephone Operator: [voice] Police.
Matthew Bennell: Officer, I'd like to report four bodies in my backyard.
Telephone Operator: Wait right there Mr. Bennell.
Matthew Bennell: How do you know my name?
Jack Bellicec: [Jack's eyes widen with fear] Hang up, Matthew.
Matthew Bennell: [into the phone] I didn't tell you my name.
Jack Bellicec: Hang up!
Matthew Bennell: [hangs up the phone] I didn't tell them my name!
Nancy Bellicec: That's because they're all part of it. They're all pods, all of them!
Elizabeth Driscoll: I have seen these flowers all over. They are growing like parasites on other plants. All of a sudden. Where are they coming from?
Nancy Bellicec: Outer space?
Jack Bellicec: What are you talking about? A space flower?
Nancy Bellicec: Well why not a space flower? Why do we always expect metal ships?
Jack Bellicec: I've NEVER expected metal ships.
Matthew Bennell: [Bennell has just removed a small indistinct object from a stock pot with a pair of tweezers] What is that?
Cook: A caper.
Matthew Bennell: Nope.
Restaurant Owner: You presume to tell me what is in the stock?
Matthew Bennell: It's a rat turd.
Restaurant Owner: A what?
Matthew Bennell: A rat turd!
Restaurant Owner: [sniffs the "caper"] A caper!
Matthew Bennell: A rat turd.
Restaurant Owner: [sniffs again, now angry] A CAPER!
Matthew Bennell: If it's a caper, eat it.
[the restaurateur sheepishly demurs]
Mr. Tong: No, no... she alright. She betta now. Much betta now.
Elizabeth Driscoll: Yep, Boccardo's pills. He eats it like candy... or used to. Take some.
Matthew Bennell: What are they?
Elizabeth Driscoll: Speed. They'll keep us awake.
Matthew Bennell: How many are you suppose to take?
Elizabeth Driscoll: It says take one.
Matthew Bennell: Take five.
Dr. David Kibner: We came here from a dying world. We drift through the universe, from planet to planet, pushed on by the solar winds. We adapt and we survive. The function of life is survival.
Dr. David Kibner: Elizabeth, could you please tell me, in your opinion, what is going on?
Elizabeth Driscoll: People are being duplicated. And once it happens to you, you're part of this... thing. It almost happened to me!
Elizabeth Driscoll: I keep seeing these people, all recognizing each other. Something is passing between them all, some secret. It's a conspiracy, I know it.
Matthew Bennell: There can't be a conspiracy!
Elizabeth Driscoll: Matthew, I'm telling you something is going on here.
Jack Bellicec: The rest of the world is trying to change people for fit the world. I'm trying to change the world to fit people.
Dr. David Kibner: Face it, Bellicec, you got some friends who enjoy playing practical jokes.
Jack Bellicec: I don't have any friends, Dr. Kibner.
Dr. David Kibner: Then, some enemies.
Jack Bellicec: It's a big conspiracy.
Matthew Bennell: What's a conspiracy?
Jack Bellicec: Everything.
Elizabeth Driscoll: [Matthew finds that she has fallen asleep and has become a pod] There's nothing to be afraid of. They were right. It's painless. It's good. Come. Sleep. Matthew.
[Matthew begins to back away]
Elizabeth Driscoll: Matthew. Matthew!
Matthew Bennell: [Elizabeth and Matthew are captured by snathcers in the Health Department office. Kibner gives them sedatives, so that they can be snatched while asleep] Listen, we're not the last humans left. There are people who will fight you. They will find out what you're doing here.
Elizabeth Driscoll: They'll stop you.
Dr. David Kibner: In an hour... you won't want them to. In an hour, you'll be one of us.
Elizabeth Driscoll: Matthew, we'll never be able to stop them!
Matthew Bennell: Yes, we will.
Elizabeth Driscoll: We can't! Look it, they control the whole city.
Matthew Bennell: We'll find a way somehow.
Elizabeth Driscoll: Oh, Matthew, I can't go on! I wanna go to sleep. I can't stay awake any more.
Matthew Bennell: You have to. You have to stay awake.
Jack Bellicec: Here I am, you pod bastards! Hey, pods! Come and get me you scum!
[while Matthew drives Elizabeth through the city, a crazed man runs up to their car]
Elizabeth Driscoll: Look out!
[Matthew slams on the brakes, but the man's head still strikes the already broken windshield. Unfazed, the man immediately proceeds to pound on the windshield for attention]
Matthew Bennell: Oh, my God, oh my God! Lock the door! Lock the door!
Running man: [panicked shouting] Help! They're coming! They're coming!
Elizabeth Driscoll: Maybe we should help him.
Running man: Help! Help! They're coming! They're coming! Listen to me! Listen!
Matthew Bennell: No, he's smashed out of his skull.
Elizabeth Driscoll: He's terrified.
Running man: Help me! You're next! Please!
[the man moves to the driver's window]
Running man: Please! You're next! We're in danger!
[he tries the door handle, but it's locked]
Running man: Please, listen ot me! Something terrible! Please!
[he looks over his shoulder, then back]
Running man: You're nex- Here they are!
[he starts to run off, but still shouts at them]
Running man: They're already here! Help! You're next! They're coming! They're coming!
[he runs around the corner as a crowd chases him]
Matthew Bennell: He must have done something.
[a horn sounds, brakes screech, a thud his heard, and Elizabeth gasps involuntarily]
Matthew Bennell: [noting the approaching motorcycle with siren] The policeman will help.
[They make the turn and see a throng of expressionless people standing silently over the man's dead body in the street. The policeman waves them by]
Elizabeth Driscoll: Oh, my God! That poor man. What was he talking about?
Matthew Bennell: I'll phone a witness report in when I get to the bookstore.
Matthew Bennell: What is that suppose to be?
Chef: It is cervelles en matelote.
Matthew Bennell: In English, what would I be eating if I ate that?
Chef: Ah. Calves' brain in red wine.
Matthew Bennell: Red wine and what else?
Restaurant Owner: Mais, c'est impossible. It's impossible. It's a secret, Mr Bennell
Matthew Bennell: You don't have any secrets from the Department of Health, Henri.
Dr. David Kibner: It's like there's some kind of a hallucinatory flu going around. People seem to get over it in a day or two. All I can do is treat the symptoms.
Matthew Bennell: Do you want to go see my friend David Kibner?
Elizabeth Driscoll: The psychiatrist?
Matthew Bennell: Not like that. Talk to him. He would put things into perspective. -...
Elizabeth Driscoll: I'm not crazy.
Matthew Bennell: No, no, no. I'm serious. He would eliminate whether Geoffrey was having an affair, or had become gay. Whether he had a social disease, or had become a Republican. All the things that could have happened to have made you feel he had changed.