Zombie Apocalypse/Quotes

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Every dead body that is not exterminated becomes one of them. It gets up and kills! The people it kills get up and kill!
Dr. Foster, Dawn of the Dead (1978)
"When there's no more room in Hell, the dead will walk the Earth.
Peter, Dawn of the Dead (1978)
Infected are normal, law-abiding citizens who, through no fault of their own, have been infected with a horrible virus. This makes it okay to kill them.
Infected game manual

Stop being so pathetic! ...Humans send robots to Mars. Zombies are baffled by doorknobs.

How to Survive a Horror Movie by Seth Grahame-Smith

Corpses... lumbering, rotting cadavers. What contrivance could have wrought this... this... abomination? Diseased science? Blasphemous occult rituals? How could something so, so dead... yet be so... alive?! And hungry! They lust for flesh! Human flesh! And feast on all the sweetbreads a man has to offer...

Dr. Maximillian Roivas, Eternal Darkness
You want to know what it'd be like on your own? Take it all in, Nick. The gore, the blood...If you want it, this fate can be all yours! So by all means, if your idea of fun is having your entrails chewed while you scream your last breath, go on.
Zombie fighters of the world unite! You have nothing to lose but your brains.
Karl Marx

"We are outnumbered. The virus has completely devastated over 150 of the world's major regions, and is spreading rapidly. At this point in time, we know of only one method of killing the creatures: destroy the brain. Be on the guard of any loved ones who may have recently been in any sort of contact with the infected, and if you find yourself in a threatening position, please, do not hesitate to act. Again, this is not a test. This is not a joke. We as a species are overwhelmed. We are outnumbered."

I don't want to nitpick, Tom, but is this really your plan? / Spend your whole life locked inside a mall?
Maybe that's OK for now but someday you'll be out of food and guns, / Then you'll have to make the call.
I'm not surprised to see you haven't thought it through enough.
You never had the head for all that bigger picture stuff.
But Tom, that's what I do, and I plan on eating you slowly.

Bar the windows, lock the doors
scan the airwaves, look for more.
Maddening static on the radio!
You can hear them in the street,
howling, moans, and shuffling feet.
How do you kill what's already dead?
Aim for the head!
(Interlude)
They break down the door!
They smell you on the second floor
They never sleep,
and are they ever hungry.
They break in and find you there,
A manic smile to meet their stare.
they tear away all that they can
and what is left will walk again.

Inevitable Zombie Apocalypse, "Aim for the Head"

I smell you around the corner
Ripe and ready for eating
In the gutter you'll soon be bleeding
For I am your only mourner
You are what I eat!
So much flesh, so much meat!
With my hands your skull I will beat
And leave your carcass in the street.

They Hunger, end credits

Dead people walking around is unhygienic.

Archchancellor Ridcully, Reaper Man

Honestly, at this point you people just won't be able to cope if civilization ends any other way, will you? If the fucking Daleks invade or the entire world gets covered in carnivorous jam, you'll have to make papier-mâché zombie facsimiles just to get through the day.

It's my observation that zombies are second only to ninjas, pirates, and monkeys in the list of things nerds like and need to shut the fuck up about. They watch movies about them, they dress up like them and wander around irritating commuters in major cities, and it seems every time a hot new engine comes out some craven optimist will try to make a zombie mod for it.

As long as zombies and an apocalypse is going on, then it's officially a zombie apocalypse.

I had all kinds of plans in case of a zombie attack. I just figured I'd be on the other side.

Zombies are people, too... Okay, dead people, with poor verbal skills. And the only communication they understand is blowing off their heads.

I don't think any one decision makes your life. Unless you accidentally invent some sort of zombie virus or something.

Fin, Glee