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The living dead have taken over the world, and the last humans live in a walled city to protect themselves as they come to grips with the situation.
Kaufman: In a world where the dead are returning to life, the word "trouble" loses much of its meaning.
Mike: They're pretending to be alive... Riley: Isn't that what we're doing? Pretending to be alive?
Pillsbury: [Motown is hot-wiring a car] Yellow to red! Motown: What the fuck does a Samoan know about hot-wiring a fucking car? Pillsbury: 50,000 cars stolen in Samoa every year. Motown: Well, a million in Detroit. Pillsbury: Detroit has 50 million cars. Samoa, 50,000. Every one stolen.
Charlie: What happened, Riley, did you get fucked?
[from trailer] Kaufman: Zombies, man. They creep me out.
Kaufman: We do not negotiate with terrorists!
Foxy: [Cholo is bitten by a zombie and Foxy hold a gun aimed at him] It's your call man. Cholo: [hesitates then shakes his head no] Nah, I always wanted to see how the other half lives.
Cholo: Still workin' for the man. Kaufman send you to kill me, huh? Riley: Yes. Cholo: Takes a true friend to stab you right in the front, doesn't it.
Charlie: Nice shooting. Riley: Good shooting, Charlie. No such thing as nice shooting.
Cholo: [to Mouse] There are three things a man must do alone - be born, die and, well, we all know the other one.
Riley: Make sure she doesn't hurt herself. Slack: I can take care of myself, ok? Riley: Fine. Charlie, make sure she doesn't hurt anyone else.
Kaufman: [talking about Cholo] You're dead. You really are *dead*!
'High Noon' Soldier: Stench, high noon.
Mike: It's like a bad dream. Charlie: I have bad dreams. Hell, yes. Just look at me, you can tell I have terrible dreams.
Slack: [talking about Riley] You take care of him, huh? Charlie: Hell, yeah. He pulled me out of the fire. It was bad... Just look at me, you can tell it was bad.
[repeated line] Kaufman: You have no right!
Riley: Put that thing away and put on your best Sunda smile. Just, just try to be friendly. Charlie: I *am* friendly.
Cholo: How many times have I told you, Riley, stop banging chicks with more problems than you.
Charlie: [repeated line; referring to the number of bullets he carries] I don't usually need that many.
Arena Policeman: What the hell is going on here? Riley: Someone shot the little fat man.
Slack: Charlie, why do you lick your rifle? Charlie: Catches the light. Slack: What light? How can you see anything? Charlie: Good eye.
[as Kaufman walks out of the elevator with two bags in his hands] Board Member: What's in the bags? Kaufman: Money. Board Member: Whose money? [Kaufman reaches for his gun] Kaufman: Watch out, Get down! Quick! [pulls him down and shoots him] Kaufman: ...Ours.
Slack: What's your story, Riley? Riley: I don't have one, nothing bad ever happened to me.
Charlie: [to Slack] Riley likes to be alone. He might take me, because he says being with me is just like being alone.
Pillsbury: I came here to do something. So, we are gonna stand around, or we are gonna do something?
Kaufman: [as Cholo approaches from the shadows] Fucking Spic bastard!
Manolete: [about the rapidly adapting zombies] Do you really think they can cross the river?
Foxy: [diplomatically] It's Denbo and his idiot.
Puppeteer: [beating up another puppet] Take that, you smelly zombie!
Cholo: [a shot is fired] What the hell's that? Brubaker: Oh, that's just target practice. [scene cuts to soldiers] Veteran Soldier: There's nothing there, man. [he's attacked by Big Daddy and screams] Cholo: OK, so what the hell's that, screaming practice?
Cholo: [Riley shows up] You were always the smart one, Riley, much smarter than me. Riley: [under his breath] Not saying much.
Riley: [about the fireworks] Put some flowers in the graveyard. Charlie: Put some flowers in the graveyard. How come you call them that, Riley? I don't get it. There here ain't the kind of flowers you lay on the ground, these here are sky flowers. Way up in heaven... Riley: That's why I love you, Charlie, 'cause you still believe in heaven.
Slack: [referring to Charlie] He thinks he's taking care of you. Riley: He does. Without his guns I'd be dead by now. Slack: Without you he'd be dead by now. Riley: Fair trade.
Kaufman: [Kaufman gets in his private underground limo, while his driver opens the garage door] Careful when you open that door. [Big Daddy appears, and attempts to get into the limo. His driver sees this, and runs out the garage door, leaving Kaufman in the limo] Kaufman: Get back here, you son of a bitch! You've got the fucking keys!
Riley: [Slack shoots open the door, startling him] What the fuck are you doing? Slack: I'm making myself useful! Riley: [gets attacked by a zombie] *Now* shoot!
Kaufman: [Kaufman gets in his private underground limo, while his driver opens the garage door] Careful when you open that door. [Big Daddy appears, and attempts to get into the limo. His driver sees this, and runs out the garage door, leaving Kaufman in the limo] Kaufman: Get back here, you bastard! You've got the fucking keys!
Cholo: Looks like God left the phone off the hook.