Shut it down! Shut it down forever!
Mr. Hand
Richard O'Brien · 13 quotes
Dr. Daniel Schreber
Kiefer Sutherland · 11 quotes
Detective Walenski
10 quotes
Inspector Frank Bumstead
William Hurt · 9 quotes
John Murdoch
Rufus Sewell · 7 quotes
Emma Murdoch
Jennifer Connelly · 4 quotes
Mr. Book
Ian Richardson · 3 quotes
Strangers
1 quote
Most scenes together: Detective Walenski & Inspector Frank Bumstead (4), John Murdoch & Detective Walenski (3), Dr. Daniel Schreber & Inspector Frank Bumstead (2)
Dark City quotes
Page 3 of 3So, Husselbeck, what kind of killer do you think stops to save a dying fish?
The only place home exists is in your head.
There used to be a ferry when I was a boy, biggest thing you ever saw, lit up like a floating birthday cake.
There's work to be done.
They steal people's memories, you know? Then they swap them around between us. I've seen them do it! Back and forth, back and forth, until no one knows who they are anymore.
This one is still warm. What is it? The recollections of a great lover? A cataloge of conquests? We will soon find out. [A stranger gives him two vials] You wouldn't a appreciate that, would you, Mr. Whatever-your-name-is?
Tonight's requirements are: family photo albums, nine personal diaries, love letters, assorted childhood photographs, ID's and social security cards. [examining a sample of memory serum] These do bring back memories. This one is still warm. What is it? The recollections of a great lover? A catalog of conquests? We will soon find out. You wouldn't appreciate that, would you, Mr. Whatever your name is? Not the sort of conquests you would ever understand. Let's see: a touch of unhappy childhood; ah, a dash of teenage rebellion; and last, but not least, a tragic death in the family.
We fashioned this city on stolen memories: different eras, different pasts all rolled into one. Each night, we revise it, refine it, in order to learn.
When they first brought us here, they extracted what was in us so they could store the information, remix it like so much paint, and give us back new memories of their choosing. But they still needed an artist to help them. I understood the intricacies of the human mind better than they ever could, so they allowed me to keep my skills as a scientist because they needed them, but they made me delete everything else. Can you imagine what it is like being forced to erase your own past?
You are probably wondering why I keep appearing in your memories, John. It is because I have inserted myself into them.
You've seen what we are. We use your dead as vessels.