Jeff Trent: Ah, what's the use of makin' a fuss. Last night I saw a flyin' object that couldn't a possibly been from this planet, but I can't talk about it. I'm muzzled by Army Brass. I can't even admit I saw the thing.
Criswell: Perhaps, on your way home, someone will pass you in the dark, and you will never know it... for they will be from outer space.
Air Force Captain: Visits? That would indicate visitors.
Eros: You know, it's an interesting think when you consider... the Earth people, who can think, are so frightened by those who cannot: the dead. Well... our ship should be regenerated. We better get started.
Patrolman Kelton: ...From all I've seen tonight, guns won't do any good. Clay's dead, and we buried him. How are we gonna kill someone who's already dead? Dead! And yet there he stands.
Colonel Tom Edwards: For a time we tried to contact them by radio but no response. Then they attacked a town, a small town I'll admit, but never the less a town of people, people who died."
Jeff Trent: You fiend.
Eros: I, a fiend? I am a soldier of our planet. I, a fiend? We did not come here as enemies.
The Ruler: Plan 9? Ah, yes. Plan 9 deals with the resurrection of the dead. Long distance electrodes shot into the pineal and pituitary gland of the recently dead.
Jeff Trent: I'm muzzled by army brass.
Eros: It's because of men like you that all must be destroyed.
Patrolman Larry: Strange. If someone had broken in, the dirt should be piled up here somewhere. It looks like it's fallen in, into the grave.
Lieutenant John Harper: Larry, you'll be out of that uniform before you know it.
Lieutenant John Harper: Modern women.
Colonel Tom Edwards: They've been like that all down through the ages. Especially in a spot like this.
Paula Trent: I've never seen you in this mood before.
Jeff Trent: I guess that's because I've never been in this mood before.
Lieutenant John Harper: Well, let's go down there and find out whose grave it is.
Patrolman Kelton: How?
Lieutenant John Harper: By going down and finding out.
Patrolman Kelton: Are you sure you mean that, Lieutenant?
Lieutenant John Harper: If I didn't mean it, I wouldn't have said it.
Patrolman Larry: Scared?
Patrolman Kelton: Well, why do I always get hooked up with these spook details? Monsters! Graves! Bodies! Oh, all right.
Tanna: What do you think will be the next obstacle the Earth people will put in our way?
Eros: Well, as long as they can think - we'll have our problems.
Patrolman Larry: Well, that's why you're a detective, Lieutenant, and I'm still a uniformed officer.
Lieutenant John Harper: I'll bet my badge that we haven't seen the last of those weirdies.
Paula Trent: What friends?
Paula Trent: Don't worry about me.
Jeff Trent: Ah, you're the only thing I do worry about. Oh, forget about the flying saucers, they're up there! But there's something in that cemetery... and that's too close for comfort.
Paula Trent: The saucers are up there and the cemetery's out there, but I'll be locked up in there.
Jeff Trent: You promise you'll lock the doors immediately?
Paula Trent: I promise. Besides, I'll be in bed before a half hour's gone... with your pillow beside me.
Jeff Trent: My pillow?
Paula Trent: Well, I have to have something to keep me company while you're away. Sometimes in the night, when it does get a little lonely, I reach over and touch it. Then it doesn't seem so lonely anymore.
