Dawn of the Dead (1978)

Dawn of the Dead (1978) quotes

26 total quotes (ID: 1019)

Blades
Dr. Foster
Dr. Millard Rausch
Francine
Old Priest
Peter
Roger
Stephen
Wooley


Roger: Aww God! Oh, Jesus Christ!
Peter: What is it?
Roger: My bag! I left my goddamn bag in the other truck!
Peter: [stops driving the truck] All right trooper, you better screw your head on.
Roger: [hyped tone] Yeah, yeah, yeah, c'mon, c'mon c'mon, let's go!
Peter: [grabbing him by the collar] I mean it! Now you're not just playin' with your life, you're playin' with mine! Now... are you straight?
Roger: [subdued tone] Yeah.


Many have died, last week, on these streets. In the basement of this building, you will find them. I have given them the last rites, now, you do what you will. You are stronger than us... But soon, I think they be stronger than you. When the dead walk, seƱores, we must stop the killing... or lose the war.

Every dead body that is not exterminated becomes one of them. It gets up and kills! The people it kills get up and kill!

You're not running a talk show here, Mr. Berman! You can forget pitching an audience the moral bullshit they want to hear!

The normal question, the first question is, are these cannibals? No, they are not. Cannibalism in the true sense of the word implies an interspecies activity. These creatures cannot be considered human. They prey on humans. They do not prey on each other, that's the difference. They attack and they feed only on warm flesh. Intelligence? Seemingly no reasoning ability, but basic skills remain from a remembered everyday life. There have been reports of these creatures using tools. But even these are the most basic, the use of tools as bludgeons and so forth. I might point out that even animals have been known to adopt the use of tools in this manner. These creatures are nothing but pure, motorized instinct. We must not be lulled by the concept that they are our family members or our friends. They are not. They will not respond to such emotions.

They MUST be destroyed ON SIGHT!

[after shooting a zombie that almost bit him] You bastards, you bastards! We got 'em, didn't we? We got this, man! We got this by the ass!

Wooley's gone apeshit, man!

I've seen half-a-dozen guys in my unit get bitten by those things. None of them lasted more than... three days.

How the Hell come we stick these low-life bastards in these big-ass hotels anyway? Shit, man! This is better than I got!

We're still pretty close to Johnstown. Those rednecks are probably enjoying this whole thing.

[sarcastically] I would have made you all coffee and breakfast but I don't have my pots and pans.

[on a TV set, Dr. Millard Rausch argues with a TV reporter about doomsday scenarios] It's really all over...isn't it?

[to Peter] I see you, chocolate man!

[looking at the zombies in the mall]
Francine: What are they doing? Why do they come here?
Stephen: Some kind of instinct. Memory, of what they used to do. This was an important place in their lives.