Amanda Dunfrey: You don't have much faith in humanity, do you?

Dan Miller: None, whatsoever.

Amanda Dunfrey: I can't accept that. People are basically good; decent. My god, David, we're a civilized society.

David Drayton: Sure, as long as the machines are working and you can dial 911. But you take those things away, you throw people in the dark, you scare the shit out of them - no more rules.

Ollie: As a species we're fundamentally insane. Put more than two of us in a room, we pick sides and start dreaming up reasons to kill one another. Why do you think we invented politics and religion?

Ollie: [after David tries unsuccessfully to convince Brent of the danger outside] Leave it alone, David. You can't convince some people there's a fire even when their hair is burning. Denial is a powerful thing.

David Drayton: [after Jim let Norm go to clear the genrator and the tentacles took Norm away] He's a fucking kid. He's supposed to be stupid. What's your excuse?

Irene: [after hurling a can of peas at Mrs. Carmody] Shut up, you miserable buzzard! Stoning people who piss you off is perfectly okay. They do it in the Bible, don't they? And I got lots of peas!

Irene: Jim Grondin. I had you in school, didn't I?

Jim Grondin: Yes, ma'am. Me and my sister Pauline.

Irene: Pair of underachievers.

[steps aside]

Irene: After you, Jim.

Ollie: [Ollie just fired 2 shots] I killed her.

David Drayton: Thank you Ollie.

Ollie: I killed her. I wouldn't have done that if there had been any other way.

David Drayton: That's why I said thank you.

David Drayton: Sure there's no way I can talk you out of this?

Brent Norton: David, there's nothing out there. Nothing in the mist.

David Drayton: What if you're wrong?

Brent Norton: Then, I guess... the joke will be on me afterall.

Biker: Hey, crazy lady, I believe in God, too. I just don't think he's the bloodthirsty asshole you make him out to be.

Mrs. Carmody: Well, you take that up with the Devil when you run into him. You just chat it over at your leisure.

Ollie: Those of you who aren't local should know that Mrs. Carmody is known in town for being unstable.

Biker: No shit. What was your first clue?

Bud Brown: For Christ's sake, Ollie. You want me to report you? You want to lose your job? Look, I'm gonna be taking down names, starting with you. And I am prepared to file a police report.

Ollie: Fine, write down your names.

Bud Brown: I will.

Ollie: And in the mean time, shut the fuck up and listen.

Irene: You'd think educating children would be more of a priority in this country but you'd be wrong. Governments got better things to spend our money on, like corporate hand outs and building bombs.

Wayne Jessup: I heard stuff.

Mrs. Carmody: Stuff...

Wayne Jessup: Yeah, we all heard stuff! Like uh, how they... they thought that there were other dimensions. You know, other... other worlds all around us, and how they wanted to try to make a window, you know, so they can look through and see what's on the other side.

Mrs. Carmody: Well maybe your window turned out to be a door. Isn't it?

Wayne Jessup: Not my door! It's the scientists!

Mrs. Carmody: [sarcastically] Oh, the scientists.

Wayne Jessup: Yes, the scientists! They must've ripped a hole through by accident. That's how their world keeps on spilling through into ours. That's what Donaldson was saying right before he killed himself. I didn't understand half of it.

David Drayton: Want another reason to get the hell out of here? I'll give you the best one: her. Mrs. Carmody. Our very own Jim Jones. I'd like to leave before people start drinking the Kool-Aid.

Ollie: We gotta discuss how we're going to stop that thing from getting in here.

Myron: What do you mean getting in? We shut the loading door.

Ollie: Yeah, but the entire front of the store is plate glass.

Ollie: [Mrs. Carmody is preaching to her 'cult' and they're repeating expiation] Welcome to Sesame Street, kids. Today's word is 'expiation'.

Amanda Dunfrey: I just want you to know that it's okay... being scared. And, well, if you need a friend, someone to talk too...

Mrs. Carmody: I have a friend. God, up above. I talk to him everyday. Don't you condescend me.

Amanda Dunfrey: I'm sorry?

Mrs. Carmody: Not ever. You don't mock me.

Amanda Dunfrey: That's not what I was doing.

Mrs. Carmody: I'll tell you what. The day I need a friend like you, I'll just have myself a little squat and shit one out.

Mrs. Carmody: [to Amanda] If you hit me again, if you dare, you'll be on your knees to me before this is through.

David Drayton: [seeing a bunch of soldiers speeding past them] Guys from the base.

Brent Norton: From up the mountain?

David Drayton: Uh-huh.

Brent Norton: The arrowhead project? Well, you're a local - any idea what they do up there?

David Drayton: Missile defense research, you know, I'm sure you've heard the stories.

Brent Norton: I'm sure the woman at the laundry mat says that they have a crashed flying saucer up there with frozen alien bodies.

David Drayton: Right, Ms. Edna. Yeah. Ms. Tabloid! "I had Bigfoot's baby". "Satan's face appears in oil well fire". You know, real reliable stuff.

Dan Miller: [after the car runs out of gas] Well, we gave it a good shot. Nobody can say we didn't.

Ollie: We have to tell them. The people in the market. We have to stop them from going outside.

David Drayton: They won't believe us.

Ollie: They have to.

David Drayton: I'm not sure I believe it, and I was here. What we saw was impossible. You know that, don't you? What do we say? How do we... convince them? Ollie, what the hell were those tentacles even attached to?

Brent Norton: [trying to start up chainsaw] Motherfucker! Aw, shit! Motherfucker! Cocksucker!

Bud Brown: It appears we may have a problem of some magnitude.

David Drayton: [to Jim] You got that kid killed, and I got his fucking blood on me!

Dan Miller: What are you saying? What are you proposing?

Mrs. Carmody: If we all prepare... to meet our maker...

Jim Grondin: [interrupting her] Oh, prepare to meet shit! Lady, your tongue must be hung in the middle so that it can waggle at both ends.

Mrs. Carmody: The end of times has come. Not in flames, but in mist.

Jim Grondin: Come here. How about if your ass prepares to meet my size ten work boot! How about that?

[last lines]

David Drayton: They're... they're dead. For what?

[You scare people badly enough, you can get 'em to do anything They'll turn to whoever promises a solution]

Ollie: Morning, Mrs. Carmody.

Mrs. Carmody: [referring to the crowd] With lines like these, I don't know how good it is. But I guess we'll have to make do.

Brent Norton: Now listen people. We are experiencing some kind of disaster. I don't know whether it's man-made or natural, but I do know that it's definitely not supernatural. Or biblical. And no offense Mrs. Carmody, but the only way we're going to help ourselves is to seek rescue. We're going out.

David Drayton: Brent, look...

Brent Norton: I'm not discussing this any further.

David Drayton: I know. I just want to ask a favor.

[grabs some rope]

David Drayton: Tie this around your waist.

Brent Norton: What for?

David Drayton: It'll let us know you at least got three hundred feet.

Billy Drayton: [running towards his parents] Mom! Dad! You gotta come see!

Stephanie Drayton: Hey Billy, take it easy, alright? I really don't want you running all over the place.

Billy Drayton: You gotta come look at... the boathouse smashed. Holy crap!

Stephanie Drayton: Billy...

Billy Drayton: Sorry mom, but you just gotta... come on, come on... whoa!

Stephanie Drayton: Whoa.

David Drayton: Whoa.

Dan Miller: Don't go out there! There's something in the mist!

Myron: [looking into the mist] So... any boogeymen?

David Drayton: [screaming into the mist] Come on!

Amanda Dunfrey: You don't have much faith in humanity, do you?

Dan Miller: Ahhh! None whatsoever.

Irene: We had damage at the school, wouldn't you know. That's what we get for not fixing that roof when we should've. But with funds being cut every year... You'd think educating children would be more of a priority in this country. But you'd be wrong. Government's got better things to spend our money on. Like corporate handouts, and building bonds.

David Drayton: I'll call the studio when the phones get back up, see if they can extend my deadline.

Stephanie Drayton: What choice do they have?

David Drayton: You kiddin'? They could whip up some bad Photoshop poster in an afternoon. They do it all the time, two big heads.

[after Norm is dragged off into the mist]

Jim Grondin: [to David] How was I supposed to know what you meant? You should've said what you meant better!

David Drayton: What do you know about this mist?

Wayne Jessup: I don't know, man, I've got nothing to do with it.

David Drayton: That's not what the MP said in the pharmacy before the spiders came out of his skin.

Stephanie Drayton: How did you two always manage to make me laugh?

David Drayton: You have incredibly low standards.

Stephanie Drayton: Mhm.

Jim Grondin: We got you now, you sorry son of a bitch!

Norm: Let's rock.

[first lines]

Billy Drayton: Whoa!

Wayne Jessup: It wasn't my fault!

Mrs. Carmody: We have Judas in our midst!