Joe: Ah, the dog likes you.
Gary: She has a lot of scars.
Joe: Yeah, but all the others... all the others is dead.
Neckbone: I knew it. I told you that dirty son of a bitch was trouble. Did you tell them where he is?
Ellis: No, that's why I called you. He needs to know people are looking for him.
Neckbone: You think he doesn't know that already? Jesus, Ellis! Why do you even think he's on that island?
Neckbone: Ellis, I'm serious! We don't know who this guy is.
Ellis: He loves her, Neck. He told me.
Neckbone: I don't give a shit who he loves.
Ben: All right, scouts. Let's kick some zombie ass.
Jr: You're a writer the minute you say you are. Nobody gives you a diploma-you have to prove it, at least to yourself.
