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Francine Parker: They're still here.
Stephen: They're after us. They know we're still in here.
Peter: They're after the place. They don't know why; they just remember. Remember that they want to be in here.
Francine Parker: What the hell are they?
Peter: They're us, that's all. There's

no more room in hell.
Stephen: What?
Peter: Something my granddaddy used to tell us. You know Macumba? Voodoo. Granddad was a priest in Trinidad. Used to tell us, "When there's no more room in hell, the dead will walk the Earth."

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Ana: The bleeding's not gonna stop on its own. I need to stich his arm.
CJ: What are you, a fucking doctor?
Ana: No, I'm a fucking nurse.

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

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Televangelist: Hell is overflowing. And Satan is sending his dead to us. Why? Because you have sex out of wedlock. You kill unborn children. You have man-on-man relations. Same-sex marriage. How do you think your god will judge you? Well, friends, now we know. When there is no more room in hell, the dead will walk the earth.

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Dawn of the Dead

Terry: [Deleted scene/Unrated Version scene]
[covers the corpses on the floor]
Terry: Somebody should say something.
Ana: Yeah.
Michael: Glen?
Glen: No.
Ana: You worked in a church.
Glen: I played the organ.

CJ: Come on, man. You must've heard the priest say something about life and death.
Glen: It was a job. I don't believe in God. I don't see how anyone could.

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[Fran and Stephen are observing from the roof of the mall]
Francine Parker: 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.

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CJ: Excuse me, not to shit on anyone's riff here, but let me see if I grasp this concept, okay? You're suggesting that we take some fucking parking shuttles and reinforce them with some aluminum siding, and then just head on over to the gun store where we watch our good friend Andy play some cowboy-movie, jump-on-the-covered-wagon bullshit? Then we're going to drive across the

ruined city through a welcome committee of a few hundred thousand dead cannibals. All so we can sail off into the sunset on this fucking asshole's boat?
[Points to Steve]
CJ: Head for some island that for all we know doesn't even exist?
Kenneth: Yeah.
Tucker: Pretty much, yeah.
Ana: [nods her

head]
Michael: Yeah.
Steve: [gives a sarcastically enthusiastic "thumb up"]
CJ: Okay. I'm in.

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Michael: Truck's not gonna make it to Fort Pastor.
Steve: No, forget the truck. That place is fucked, man. Bloodbath city.
Kenneth: How do you know?
Norma: We just came from there.
Kenneth: Is everyone there dead?
Steve: Or dead-ish.

Kenneth: [more firm tone] Is everyone there dead?
Steve: Yeah, in the sense that they all, sort of, fell down, and then... got up and... started eating each other.

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Andy: [Kenneth is about to leave the mall, when he spots Andy on the roof, holding his sign] INFO?
Kenneth: [writing back] Fort Pastor GONE. No help coming.
Andy: [writing back] So what's the BAD news?

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CJ: [after everyone enters an elevator to escape the zombies] I like this song.

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Steve: [playing "Hollywood Squares" with Andy] Oh, oh. Rosie O'Donnell. Tell him to get Rosie.
Kenneth: Oh, yeah. Rosie.
Tucker: No, too easy. Give him something hard.
Ana: You guys had really rough childhoods, didn't you? Little bit rocky?
Steve: Hey, sweetheart. Let me tell you

something. You, uh, you have my permission. I ever turn into one of those things? Do me a favor, blow my fucking head off.
Ana: [nods] Oh, yeah, you can count on that.

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Old Priest: 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, señores, we must stop the killing... or lose the war.

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Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: The normal question, the first question is always, are these cannibals? No, they are not cannibals. Cannibalism in the true sense of the word implies an intrapecies 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 human flesh.

Intelligence? Seemingly little or no reasoning power, but basic skills remain and more remembered behaviors from normal life. There are reports of these creatures using tools. But even these actions are the most primitive - the use of external articles as bludgeons and so forth. I might point out to you that even animals will adopt the basic use of tools in this manner. These creatures are nothing

but pure, motorized instinct. We must not be lulled by the concept that these are our family members or our friends. They are not. They will not respond to such emotions.
[the gathered crowd starts arguing]
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: They must be destroyed on sight!

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Michael: So what's the plan?
CJ: The plan is you drink a nice tall glass of shut the fuck up.

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Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: [on a TV] They use... consume maybe 5% of the food available in the human body. With that small amount, the body is usually intact enough to be mobile when it revives.
TV Commentator: What are you saying? Are you saying...
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: [interrupting] It is worth saving? Is a bite

victim worth saving? For all I know, it's the brains that are already dead. It's the idiots that are still alive.
TV Commentator: You can't help us deal with your calm illogical ways...
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: Illogical hell! I'm showing you a way we can up the food supply 20 times.
TV Commentator: Food supply for who?


Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: For a whole specimen that is walking around out there in increasing numbers, we should...
TV Commentator: Are you saying we should FEED them? The bite victims...
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: What else are you going to do with them? Give me an alternative.
[various arguing among the

studio audience is heard in the background]
TV Commentator: I thought you scientists are supposed to come up with a way of solving this problem rather than feeding the opposition? It doesn't make any sense.
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: Well, I can think of another alternative. Yes, I can think of one other alternative. Since these things seem to

congregate in heavily populated areas and since we have not touched upon any of our nuclear resources... why don't we drop bombs on all the big cities?
TV Commentator: You're not serious?
Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: I am deadly serious! What are the choices? They won't run out of food, that's the problem you see. And they won't run out of food as

long as we're still alive.

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[his last line]
CJ: Fucking figures!

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[C.J. is on the roof of Andy's Gun Works with a sniper rifle preparing to shoot a propane tank]
Nicole: [in the store with Kenneth, Michael, and Terry] How will we know if he hits it?
[there's a huge explosion]

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Steve: I have an idea. While we're at it, why don't we drop by the marina, hop in my boat and take it for a pleasure cruise, you jackasses!
Ana: Wait, that's a good idea. There's islands out there. There's not many people on them.
Steve: I was kidding.

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Dr. Millard Rausch, Scientist: This isn't the Republicans versus the Democrats, where we're in a hole economically or... or we're in another war. This is more crucial than that. This is down to the line, folks, this is down to the line. There can be no more divisions among the living!

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Michael: There's no point in arguing about this. We need a solution. We need to get some food over there.
Steve: Okay. I have an idea. We draw straws and the loser runs across the lot with a ham sandwich.
Ana: Could you be a bigger prick?
Steve: I think so. But, you know, that's irrelevant. My question to you

is, what's your plan?