- Ben: You are losing it girl, you are losing it.
- Barbara: You think so?
- [Barbara shoots an approaching zombie in the face]
- Barbara: Whatever I lost, I lost a long time ago and I do not plan on losing anything else. You can talk to me about losing it when you stop screaming at each other like a bunch of two-year-olds.
- Ben: [mad, yelling] Cooper, I've got a shotgun out here! Open this door, you motherfucker, or I swear to God I'll blow it to shit!
- Hondo: [after almost killing Barbara thinking she is a zombie] Jesus god-damn holy-lovin' shit! What in the name of Jupiter's balls are you doin' out here alone, little lady?
- [on the zombies approaching the house]
- Barbara: They're so slow. We could just walk right past 'em and we wouldn't even have to run. We could just walk right past 'em. We have the guns. If we're careful we could get away.
- [she looks at Ben]
- Barbara: You told me to fight, well I'm fighting, this place is not safe, not upstairs or down. We should leave before it's too late.
- Johnnie: [pointing to a mourner walking towards them to annoy Barbara] Look! Look, there's one of them now! He wants you! He's getting closer...
- [Barbara stands in front of her mother's grave]
- Johnnie: [scaring Barbara] DANGEROUSLY CLOSE!
- Barbara: Stop it!
- [see's mourner]
- Barbara: He is going to hear you!
- Johnnie: [goes behind the tombstone] It doesn't matter. He knows we're here. It's too late now! There is no escape!
- [pulls down his shirt]
- Johnnie: NOOO, MOTHER!
- Barbara: You bastard.
- The Newsman: The scientific community is focusing on the phenomenon, specifically on that trance like state that seems to characterize the assailants. Clearly a behavioral disorder, but what could've caused so widespread and dramatic condition as the one we're facing tonight.
- The Newsman: We've heard speculation, on everything from the Ozone layer and chemical weapons, to uh...
- [laughs softly]
- The Newsman: voodoo mysticism and organisms from space.
- The Newsman: A biologist in Stockton, California, have released reports, stating the uh...
- [puts glasses on]
- The Newsman: bodies, of the recently dead, are returning to life. Driven by an unknown force which enables the brain to continue to function.
- The Newsman: Doctors at the Center for Disease Control in Atlanta, reject that theory, calling it preposterous beyond belief. They feel that the only reasonable explanation is a germ, that has a mind altering effect on it's victims. Though how such a germ could've been spread so quickly and across such a vast area, does remain a mystery.
- The Newsman: It's being called "Judgement Day" by religious leaders-
- [Harry pulls the plug]
- Ben: [after having just pulled Harry forcefully out of the cellar] Look, from now on, you leave that door open! We may want to get down there, we may NEED to get down there if those things break in!
- Harry: Yeah, sure! You want the best of both worlds, you get caged in up here, you wanna be able to run downstairs. Well that's not the way it's working, pal. You want to get in that cellar, you get in there now! Or you can forget it!
- Ben: I'm not boxing myself in down there, until there's absolutely no other choice!
- Harry: Yeah, well I'm not gambling with my daughters life! Look, if you wanna stay upstairs, go ahead, but don't count on me to help you!
- Ben: I'm not counting on you for *shit*, Cooper!
- Ben: This is something no one's ever heard about, and no one's ever seen before. This is hell on earth.
- [the zombies are forcing through the boarded up windows]
- Harry: This is definitely not going to work.
- Ben: I'm not so sure going down that basement's such a smart move.
- Harry: What do you mean?
- Ben: I mean I'm not so sure going down in that basement's such a smart move! And I'm not going down there until I know absolutely all the options.
- Harry: [angry] *What* damn options, and who the *fuck* gave you the right to decide for the rest of us?
- Ben: I'm not deciding for anyone here, Cooper, I'm thinking about my own ass and if you want to go down that cellar, go! No one's stopping you!
- Johnnie: [arguing about their mother] She drove our father to an early grave. She drove me away from home. Heaven knows she damn near drove you into a convent.
- Barbara: That is not true!
- Johnnie: When was the last time you had a date?
- Barbara: That is none of your business!
- Johnnie: The one thing she never, ever drove? Was two hundred miles to visit anything.
- Ben: You know what, Cooper, I've only been around you a minute or two, but that's enough time for me to decide that I don't like you very much.
- Johnnie: [Johnnie and Barbara are driving to their mother's grave] Tell me something, will ya? Why do we have to put ourselves through this... charade?
- Barbara: Because she is our mother! Can't you just at least give her one day out of your life?
- Johnnie: One day? This is the fourth time we've been up here in the three months since she died! I'm spending more time with her now than when she was alive and you know why?
- Barbara: Oh, God! Please don't start!
- Johnnie: She couldn't possibly be buried in the city. No, that would have been much too easy! She knew I'd have to be the one to drive you up here. That's why she had herself buried two hundred miles away from the nearest glass of beer!
- Barbara: Johnnie, now we're here! Will you please stop it?
- Johnnie: Stop what? The truth?
- Helen Cooper: [yelling up from the basement] Harry? For God's sake, is everything OK up there?
- Harry: [getting annoyed] Helen! For Christ's sake, would you stop yelling at me? I can't think with you yelling at me!
- Judy Rose: [Ben and Harry are arguing yet again] If you're gonna keep on fighting, then get out! This is our house. This is Tommy's house. It's not someplace for you to play rooster with it! I'd like to know where you'd be if we didn't let you in here. Where would you be if we kicked you the hell out?
- Tom: We're not going to kick anyone out, Judy Rose! We're not going to do anything like that! Now, come on, let's try to work together and get some of this damn shit done!