Quotes
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Patrick : It's like a loser's convention in here! Proud of yourselves?
Kelly : Want another fag, Patrick?
Patrick : Oddly enough, I don't, Kathy...
Kelly : Kelly...
Patrick : Yeah, whatever... we need an escape plan.
Space : Like we haven't thought of that.
Patrick : [sarcastically] Think of it as a Task, if that helps... c'mon! We should hit the road!
Space : We can't get to the road no more.
Patrick : You haven't fucking tried!
Kelly : Patrick, I agree with you, Patrick? I agree with you, I do. But there's no way through those gates, I mean, you've seen them...
Patrick : We've got the keys to our van! So we'll just drive, we'll drive away!
Space : You can't just drive past, alright? They're not gonna step aside like some fuckin' chambermaids!
Patrick : Well... just... well... we'll distract them! We'll distract them! We'll bait them away! Okay? We'll bait them away from the gates long enough and then we'll drive straight through!
Space : With what? A ball of string?
Patrick : Well, look, they eat flesh, don't they? Right? That's what they eat...
[points to Grayson's corpse]
Patrick : we'll give 'em some! There's a man-sized portion of Pedigree Chum laying right there!
Space : Fuck up!
Patrick : No! We'll chop him up!
[Pippa and Veronica scream in shock and disgust]
Patrick : We'll chop him up! We'll chop the best bits to the fucking ghoulies, they'll run after that, "munch, munch, thank you very much!", we'll drive straight through!
Veronica : You're *not* doing that!
Patrick : I didn't say it was gonna be a gentile parlour game, ya titted fuckin' idiot! But it is WORTH A PISSING SHOT!
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Veronica : Why'd they keep comin' towards the house like that?
Marky : I'm glad they do. Easier to pick off.
Veronica : Yeah, but *why*?
Joplin : Some kind of... primitive intuition, maybe? They feel the need to be near us, don't forget, this place used to be like a church to them.
Marky : Maybe... they can just smell bullshit.
