Denton Van Zan: We're going to London.
Quinn Abercromby: Good luck. It's that way.
Denton Van Zan: There's nothing magical about it. They're made of flesh and blood. You take out their heart you bring down the beast.
Ajay: Hey, Barlow, I've got voices.
Barlow: Ajay, what are you smokin'?
Quinn Abercromby: Anything happens, you know what to do.
Creedy: Uh no. I have no idea.
Quinn Abercromby: Me neither.
Quinn Abercromby: That's a big tank.
Creedy: Only one thing worse than a dragon... Americans.
Van Zan: It was your idea to come to London.
Alex: Yeah, well that was at thirty five thousand feet.
Van Zan: Yeah. Well life has a way of turnin' that different though don't it?
Creedy: Marauders. Years since we've seen them. Well, look at the bright side - at least we're not alone.
Denton Van Zan: What are you doing here, Quinn?
Quinn Abercromby: You're standing on ground where I've buried hundreds. This my land. I'll ask the questions. What are you doing here?
Quinn Abercromby: What do we do when we are awake?
The Children: Keep both eyes on the sky.
Quinn Abercromby: What do we do when we sleep?
The Children: Keep one eye on the sky.
Quinn Abercromby: What do we do when we see them?
The Children: Dig hard, dig deep, go for shelter, and never look back.
Denton Van Zan: These things live on death and feed on ash.
Denton Van Zan: Envy the country that has heroes, huh? I say pity the country that needs them.
Construction Worker #1: Quinn! What are you doing down in the arsehole of the world?
Young Quinn: Well you're passing through it. What does that make you?
Denton Van Zan: Coffeyville. It's etched in American history because the outlaw Dalton boys were killed there. Ordinary townsfolk rose up and took 'em down.
Quinn Abercromby: Maybe you're the Dalton boys.
Denton Van Zan: No, no... We're the townsfolk.