"You know a place back down the road called Beekman's? Beekman's Diner? Anyhow, that's where I found that truck I have out there. There's a radio in the truck. I jumped in to listen, when a big gasoline truck came screaming right across the road! There must've been ten, fifteen of those things chasing after it, grabbing and holding on. Now, I didn't see them at first. I could just see that the truck was moving in a funny way. Those things were catching up to it. Truck went right across the road. I slammed on my brakes to keep from hitting it myself. It went right through the guard rail! I guess - guess the driver must've cut off the road into that gas station by Beekman's Diner. It went right through the billboard, ripped over a gas pump, and never stopped moving! By now it was like a moving bonfire! Didn't know if the truck was going to explode or what. I still hear the man... screaming. These things, just backing away from it! I looked back at the diner to see if - if there was anyone there who could help me. That's when I noticed that the entire place had been encircled. There wasn't a sign of life left, except... by now, there were no more screams. I realized that I was alone, with fifty or sixty of those things just... standing there, staring at me! I started to drive, I - I just plowed right through them! They didn't move! They didn't run, or... they just stood there, staring at me! I just wanted to crush them! And they scattered through the air, like bugs."

"George Kosana - Sheriff McClelland"

"Russell_Streiner - Johnny"

"S. William Hinzman - Cemetery Zombie"

"Charles Craig - Newscaster/Zombie"

"Kyra Schon - Karen Cooper/Upstairs body"

"Judith Ridley - Judy"

"Keith Wayne - Tom"

"Marilyn Eastman - Helen Cooper/Bug-eating zombie"

"Karl Hardman - Harry Cooper"

"Judith O'Dea - Barbara"

"Duane Jones - Ben"

"They're coming to get you...again!"

"They won't stay dead."

"Pits the dead against the living in a struggle for survival!"

"They keep coming back in a bloodthirsty lust for HUMAN FLESH!..."

"All law enforcement agencies and the military have been organized to search out and destroy the marauding ghouls. The survival command center at the Pentagon has disclosed that a ghoul can be killed by a shot in the head or a heavy blow to the skull. Officials are quoted as explaining that since the brain of a ghoul has been activated by the radiation, the plan is, kill the brain and you kill the ghoul."

"I think we have some late word just arriving and we interrupt to bring this to you. This is the latest disclosure in a report from National civil defense headquarters in Washington. It has been established that persons who have recently died have been returning to life and committing acts of murder. A widespread investigation of reports from funeral homes, morgues & hospitals has concluded that the unburied dead are coming back to life and seeking human victims. It's hard for us here to believe what we're reporting to you, but it does seem to be a fact."

"In all parts of the country, the wave of murder which is sweeping the eastern third of the nation is being committed by creatures who feast upon the flesh of their victims. First eyewitness accounts of this grisly development came from people who were understandably frightened and almost incoherent. Officials and newsmen at first discounted those eyewitness descriptions as being beyond belief. However, the reports persisted. Medical examinations of some of the victims bore out the fact that they had been partially devoured."

"So, at this point there is no really authentic way for us to say who or what to look for and guard yourself against."

"Because of the obvious threat to untold numbers of citizens, and because of the crisis which is even now developing, this radio station will remain on the air, day and night. This station and hundreds of other radio and TV stations throughout this part of the country are pooling their resources through an emergency network hookup to keep you informed of all developments. At this hour, we repeat, these are the facts as we know them. There is an epidemic of mass murder being committed by a virtual army of unidentified assassins. The murders are taking place in villages, cities, rural homes and suburbs with no apparent pattern or reason for the slayings. It seems to be a sudden, general explosion of mass homicide. We have some descriptions of the assassins. Eyewitnesses say they are ordinary looking people. Some say they appear to be in a kind of trance."

"He said the rescue stations have doctors and medical supplies. If we can get Karen there, we can get help for her."

"We may not enjoy living together, but dying together isn't going to solve anything. Those people aren't our enemies."

"I oughta drag you out there and feed you to those things!"

"We've heard all we need to know. We have to try to get out of here."

"Don't you know what's goin' on out there? This is no Sunday School picnic!"

"Now get the hell down in the cellar. You can be the boss down there, I'm boss up here!"

"More sand in the desert!"

"Stop! Stop! Cut! Cut! Shame on you, Sevalio! You are a disgrace to your village and to the motion picture industry!"

"Where is he? Where is my Tony!? Where is my beautiful Tony? Look at that skin—like a baby. Whatsa matter, you never get old like the rest of us, eh? I love him, I LOVE him!"

"The wrong man escaped????"

"Arrgh... If only I could steal enough to become an honest man!"

"I could say 'Good Morning'. That wouldn't be acting, because I always say 'Good morning'."

"What picture?! WHAT PICTURE!?"

"Damn Mrs Pearce, damn the coffee, and damn you! And damn my own folly for having lavished my hard-earned knowledge, and the treasure of my regard and intimacy, on a heartless guttersnipe!"

"It's about filling up the deepest cut that separates class from class and soul from soul."

"I find the moment that a woman makes friends with me, she becomes jealous, exacting, suspicious and a damned nuisance. And I find the moment that I make friends with a woman, I become selfish and tyrannical. So here I am – a confirmed old bachelor, and likely to remain so."

"Eliza, you are to stay here for the next six months learning to speak beautifully, like a lady in a florist's shop. At the end of six months you will be taken to an embassy ball in a carriage, beautifully dressed. If the king finds out you are not a lady, you will be taken to the Tower of London, where your head will be cut off as a warning to other presumptuous flower girls! If you are not found out, you shall be given a present of... uh... seven and six to start life within a lady's shop. If you refuse this offer, you will be the most ungrateful, wicked girl, and the angels will weep for you."

"She's so deliciously low, so horribly dirty!"

"All I want is 'Enry 'Iggins' 'ead."

"You dear friend who talks so well, you can go to Hertford, Hereford and Hampshire!"

"I sold flowers; I didn't sell myself. Now you've made a lady of me, I'm not fit to sell anything else."

"The difference between a lady and a flower girl is not how she behaves, but how she is treated."

"to sell flowers if I keep off the kerb. I'm a respectable girl: so help me, I never spoke to him 'cept so far as to buy a flower off me."

"Come on, Dover! Move yer bloomin' arse! (1:31:18)"

"Here, what are you sniggering at? (1:30:08)"

"Not her, gin was mother's milk to her."

"Them she lived with would have done her in for a hatpin let alone a hat."