Eddie Jessup: I can't live with it Emily, the pain is unbearable.
Emily Jessup: We all live with it. That unbearable terror is what makes us such singular creatures. We hide from it, we succumb to it, mostly we defy it! We build fragile little structures to keep it out. We love, we raise families, we work, we make friends. We write poems.
Professor Harold Monroe: All I want to know, Mr. Chaco, is... do we have a chance of finding them alive?
Chaco Losojos: Who's to say? The only thing I know is we're gonna risk our lives to save those fuckers. Let's go see the Yacumo.
Stevie Wayne: I don't know what happened to Antonio Bay tonight. Something came out of the fog and tried to destroy us. In one moment, it vanished. But if this has been anything but a nightmare, and if we don't wake up to find ourselves safe in our beds, it could come again. To the ships at sea who can hear my voice, look across the water, into the darkness. Look for the fog.
Vincent Smith: There's too many people in the world and not enough food. Now this takes care of both problems at the same time.