Prometheus Quotes

Young Shaw: [on the ship, Prometheus, David checks on the crew who are in hypersleep, he gazes upon Shaw and sees what she's dreaming of, which is from her childhood when she is with her father in a foreign land looking at a funeral procession] What happened to that man?
Shaw's Father: He died.
Young Shaw: Why aren't you helping

them?
Shaw's Father: They don't want my help. Their God is different than ours.
Young Shaw: Why did he die?
Shaw's Father: Sooner or later everyone does.
Young Shaw: Like mommy?
Shaw's Father: Like mommy.
Young Shaw: Where do they go?
Shaw's

Father: Everyone has their own word; heaven, paradise. Whatever it's called, it's someplace beautiful.
Young Shaw: How do you know it's beautiful?
Shaw's Father: Cause that's what I choose to believe. What do you believe, darling?
[at that point David comes out of watching he dream]

Janek: Where the hell you going, doc? You know what this place is? Those Engineers, this ain't their home. It's an installation. Maybe even military. They put it out here in the middle of nowhere because they're not stupid enough to make weapons of mass destruction on their own doorstep. That's what all that shit is in those vases. They made it here. It got out, turned on them.

The end. It's time for us to go home.
Elizabeth Shaw: One of them is still alive. Don't you want to know what they have to say?
Janek: I don't care.
Elizabeth Shaw: Right. All you do is fly the ship.
Janek: That's right.
Elizabeth Shaw: But you must care about something, captain.

If you didn't, why are you here?
Janek: How about this? No matter what happens down there, I can't bring none of that shit back home with us. Can't let it happen. And I'll do whatever I have to to see that it doesn't.
Elizabeth Shaw: Make sure you do, captain.

Fifield: No, I'm, uh... I'm out of here.
Elizabeth Shaw: Hey, Fifield, where are you going?
Fifield: What?
[walks over]
Fifield: Look, I'm just a geologist. I like rocks. I *love*, rocks! Now it's clear you two don't give a *s - -* about rocks. But what you do seem to care about is gigantic *dead

bodies*. And as I don't really have anything to contribute in the gigantic
[shouting]
Fifield: dead body arena... I wanna go back to the ship. If you don't mind.

Peter Weyland: [from TED Talks viral video] T.E. Lawrence, eponymously of Arabia but very much an Englishman, favoured pinching a burning match between his fingers to put it out. When asked by his colleague William Potter to reveal his trick, how is it he effectively extinguished the flame without hurting himself whatsoever, Lawrence just smiled and said, "The trick, Potter, is

not minding it hurts." The fire that danced at the end of that match was a gift from the Titan Prometheus, a gift that he stole from the gods. When Prometheus was caught and brought to justice for his theft, the gods, well, you might say they overreacted a little. The poor man was tied to a rock, as an eagle ripped through his belly and ate his liver over and over, day after day, ad infinitum. All

because he gave us fire. Our first true piece of technology, fire...

Elizabeth Shaw: But you don't understand. You don't know. This place isn't what we thought it was. They aren't what we thought they were. I was wrong. We were so wrong. Charlie, Dr. Holloway's dead. We must leave.
Peter Weyland: And what would Charlie do now that we're so close to answering the most meaningful questions ever asked by mankind? Hm? How can

you leave without knowing what they are? Or have you lost your faith, Shaw?

Meredith Vickers: [asking how long the Prometheus crew has been in hyper sleep] How long?
David: 2 years, 4 months, 18 days, 36 hours, 15 minutes.
Meredith Vickers: Any casualties?
David: Casualties, ma'am?
Meredith Vickers: Has anyone died?
David: No, ma'am.

Everyone is fine.
Meredith Vickers: Well, then wake them up.

Fifield: Can you get a message to the scientist and that zealot girlfriend of his?
Janek: Mmmm hmmm.
Fifield: You got a pen nearby?
Janek: Nope. Nope, think we got it.
Fifield: Tell them I said #static interference# themselves.
Janek: #Laughs#

Fifield: Copy?
Janek: Copy that. Alright boys, keep your head down and we'll come and get you in the morning.