[last lines]

Giles: If I told you about her, what would I say? That they lived happily ever after? I believe they did. That they were in love? That they remained in love? I'm sure that's true. But when I think of her - of Elisa - the only thing that comes to mind is a poem, whispered by someone in love, hundreds of years ago: "Unable to perceive the shape of You, I find You all around me. Your presence fills my eyes with Your love, It humbles my heart, For You are everywhere."

Giles: [interpreting Elisa] When he looks at me, the way he looks at me... He does not know, what I lack... Or - how - I am incomplete. He sees me, for what I - am, as I am. He's happy - to see me. Every time. Every day. Now, I can either save him... or let him die.

Strickland: [to Elisa] What'd you say to me?

Elisa: [in sign language] F - U - C - K

Strickland: What is she saying?

Elisa: Y - O - U

Zelda: Uh, I, I didn't catch it.

Strickland: [kicks the desk; pointing at Elisa] WHAT IS SHE SAYING?

Zelda: She, she is sayin' "Thank you"!

[first lines]

Giles: If I spoke about it - if I did - what would I tell you? I wonder. Would I tell you about the time? It happened a long time ago, it seems. In the last days of a fair prince's reign. Or would I tell you about the place? A small city near the coast, but far from everything else. Or, I don't know... Would I tell you about her? The princess without voice. Or perhaps I would just warn you, about the truth of these facts. And the tale of love and loss. And the monster, who tried to destroy it all.

Elisa: [in sign language] If we do nothing, neither are we.

Giles: Oh! God, to be young and beautiful. If I could go back

[Elisa nods]

Giles: to when I was 18 - I didn't know anything about anything - I'd give myself a bit of advice.

Elisa: [in sign language] What would you say?

Giles: I would say: Take better care of your teeth and fuck, a lot more.

[Elisa smiles and gently nudges him]

Giles: Oh no, no, that's very good advice.

Giles: We can do nothing! I'm sorry! But this, this, this is just - Oh God, it's not even human. God!

[Elisa follows Giles into the hallway and hits the wall to get his attention]

Giles: What?

Elisa: [in sign language] If we / do nothing / neither are we.

Richard Strickland: Fuck. You ARE a god.

Strickland: [Elisa offers him a towel] Oh, no. No, a man washes his hands before or after tending to his needs. It tells you a lot about a man.

[eats a candy]

Strickland: He does it both times - points to a weakness in character.

Hoffstetler: I'm not competitive, I don't want an intricate, beautiful thing destroyed!

Zelda: [to Elisa] Yeah. That's good. Keep that up. Lookin' like you don't know anything.

Giles: He's a wild creature. We can't ask him to be anything else.

Giles: [to Elisa] Now, whatever this thing is, you need it.

[choking up]

Giles: So, you just tell me what to do.

Zelda: Short people are mean. I never met a short man that stays nice all the way through. No sir. Mean little backstabbers, all of 'em. Maybe it's the air down there. Not enough oxygen or somethin'.

Zelda: [to Elisa] Oh! Woman, we gon' burn in hell!

Strickland: The natives in the Amazon worshipped it. Like a god. We need to take it apart, learn how it works.

Hoffstetler: [speaking Russian] As Lenin said, / There is no profit in last week's fish.

Giles: Y'know, uh - cornflakes were invented to prevent masturbation. It didn't work.

Zelda: Man is as silent as the grave. But if farts were flattery? Honey, he'd be Shakespeare.

Zelda: Elisa honey, make a sound on the phone if you can hear.

[Elisa taps on the receiver]

Zelda: OK, good. He's comin' for you. You gotta go now and you gotta take that thing with ya.

Fleming: Now. I don't want to bolster or overstate the matter, but uh, this may very well be *the* most sensitive asset ever to be housed in this facility.

Giles: [interpreting Elisa] I can either save him, or let him die.

Strickland: What am I doing, interviewing the fucking help? The shit cleaners. The piss wipers.

Hoyt: So go get some real decency, son. And unfuck this mess.

Strickland: You may think, "That thing looks human." Stands on two legs, right? But - we're created in the Lord's image. You don't think that's what the Lord looks like, do you?

Zelda: Some of the best minds in the country peein' all over the floor in this here facility.

Hoyt: A man has the decency not to fuck up. Now that's one thing. That's real decent of him. But the other kind of decency - it doesn't really matter. We sell it, but it's an export. We sell it because we don't use it.

Bernard: Oh, and they want the - them happier. The family.

Giles: Happier?

Bernard: Mm.

Giles: Happier? The father looks like he just discovered the missionary position!

Strickland: [to himself in the mirror] You deliver. You deliver, that's what you do, you deliver. Right? RIGHT?

Strickland: I do not fail. I deliver.

Strickland: [to Zelda and Elisa] Let me say this up-front: You clean that lab, you get out. The thing we keep in there is an affront. Do you know what an affront is, Zelda?

Zelda: Something offensive?

Strickland: That's right. And I should know, I dragged that... filthy thing... out of the river muck in South America all the way here. And along the way we didn't get to like each other much. Now. You may think, "That thing looks human." Stands on two legs, right? But - we're created in the Lord's image. You don't think that's what the Lord looks like, do you?

Strickland: [to the creature] Fuck. You *are* a god...

Strickland: [to Zelda] Where is it?

Brewster Fuller: Listen - fella...

Strickland: SIT DOWN!

[Brewster drops back into the chair]

Giles: If I told you about her, what would I say? I wonder.

Hoffstetler: He's bleeding. What happened?

Strickland: It's an animal, Hoffstetler. Just keepin' it tame.

Giles: [to Elisa] Now, you said that - you know, he was worshipped like a god. Now, is he a god? I dunno if he's a god. I mean he ate a cat, so I mean, I don't, I don't know! I don't know, but... I mean, we have to keep him around, a while... Little while.

Strickland: [to Zelda] Now, do ya know what that particular story means, for us Delilah?

[Zelda shakes her head]

Strickland: It means if you know somethin' you're not tellin' me, you're gonna tell me.

Hoyt: Their only concern is the asset.

Strickland: The Soviets want it.

Hoyt: Do you have it?

Strickland: Sir, I'm getting it back.

Zelda: Don't do this, Elisa. Don't do this!

Hoffstetler: Sir, we need to get him back in the water.

Giles: Get him out? What are you talking about? No! Absolutely not!

Giles: Oh God! It's not even human.

Hoffstetler: When will you release him?

Zelda: [interpreting Elisa] Soon. When the rain fills the canal that flows to the sea.

[Elisa nods]

Mihalkov: [in Russian] Kill it. Destroy it.

Strickland: [to Zelda] That story about Samson, I never told you how it ends. After the Philistines torture him and blind him, Samson asks God for the strength he needs. And at the last minute he is spared. And the Lord gives him his strength back one last time. And he holds the columns of the temple with his powerful arms, and he crushes them. And he brings the whole building down on the Philistines. He dies, but he gets every single one of those motherfuckers. That is his will! Now, do you know what that particular story means for us, Delilah? It means if you know something you're not telling me you're gonna tell me either before or after I bring this particular temple down upon our heads.

Hoyt: Thirty-six hours from now, this entire episode will be over. And so will you. Our universe will have a hole in it with your outline. And you will have moved on to an alternate universe, a universe of shit. You'll be lost to civilization. And you will be unborn, unmade, and undone.