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►From
Amphibian Man (1961)
Theme song:
Far below, deep below, here
we go-go
Let’s drink a drink or two or three or four
Beneath the foam, make yourself at home
Where you can’t be found
Sailorman, I’ll tell you on
the level
You have strayed too far for far too long
In my heart, there’s only the Sea-Devil
He’s the one for me
Sails out, anchor up, we’re
out in force
Now’s the time to cha-cha-chart the course
Sea-Devil, we come with a keg of rum
You’d better not hold out
Sailorman, I’ll tell you on
the level
You have strayed too far for far too long
In my heart, there’s only the Sea-Devil
He’s the one for me-ee-ee!!
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► From
The Andromeda Strain (1971)
First politician: The decision
on 712 isn't final. It was just postponed for 48 hours.
Scientist: By then the disease
could spread into a world-wide epidemic!
Second politician: It's because
of rash statements like that that the President doesn't trust
scientists!
First scientist:
Let’s not get sidetracked on Rudolf Karp and his meteorite
theories! His technique was worthless!
Second scientist:
I still think we should contact him.
First scientist:
Fair enough. Where is he?
Third scientist:
Behind the Iron Curtain. He couldn’t get a research grant here.
[I was going to say "it’s funny, ‘cos it’s
true", but in fact it’s so true it ain’t funny....]
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► From
Around The World Under The Sea (1966)
Technical explanation:
This is the warning device. It's so sensitive that before an
earthquake happens, before it is either seen or heard, the
device senses it. Obviously we call it a 'sensor'.
Bewildered observer:
Rabbits underwater!? How did you accomplish this?
Offhand genius: Oh, it’s an artificial gill that
allows them to breathe underwater.
Misanthropic scientist:
Sharks, animals - they kill each other for a reason,
because they’re hungry. People kill each other for nothing.
Humanitarian
scientist: Wait a minute, now. There might be a
few people like that, but it certainly doesn’t apply to the
whole human race.
[Then
we’ll disregard the rumours]
Venal scientist:
It’s better to be a rich scientist than a poor
scientist.
[A ‘rich scientist’? Isn’t that an
oxymoron?]
Male scientist: You
want to put a woman aboard a submarine for three or
four months!?
Female scientist: I’m a
problem. You men gave us our freedom, but sometimes it’s
difficult to cope with.
Male scientist: We better learn
how to cope with it, ‘cause you’ll be there, working right along
side of us. Whether it’s in outer space or
deep under the ocean - you’ll be there!
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From
Attack of the Killer Tomatoes: The Director's Cut (1979/1994)
Japanese
scientist:
Technically, sir, tomatoes are fags.
American scientist [after a slight pause]:
He means fruits.
President: I want you to get
General Mitchell on the line – tell him to bomb New York City!
Government agent: But, Mr President!
- the tomatoes are nowhere near New York!
President: You worry about your
problems, I’ll worry about mine.
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►From
The Beast With A Million Eyes (1955)
Alien invader:
You - think!? In my world, only we
are allowed that luxury!
Alien invader: We - shall I be
specific? - feed on brains. Unfortunately, they don't last very
long.
Alien invader: Hate and madness
are the keys to power in my world!
Deputy sheriff: That loony of
yours has gone mad!
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From
The Bees (1978)
Male scientist:
You got through customs all right?
Female scientist: Oh, yeah. They
were hassling some poor fellow with a beard and jeans, and I
just kind of slipped by looking very respectable.
Scientist: I
understand your interest in our work from an economic point of
view, but it’ll be quite a while before we can find out whether
these African bees can be made less dangerous while not losing
any of their beneficial qualities.
Businessman: Well, better a
little more aggressive than lazy. That’s the American way, after
all!
Businessmen: Ha, ha, ha!
Female scientist:
John, you’re being careful with that radiation, aren’t you? I
mean, we wouldn’t want you altering your chromosomes or –
altering your genes.
Male scientist: No, these are
highly focused instruments. They’re not like radar beams or
microwave ovens. Don’t worry. Why are you so interested in
what’s in my genes?
[Scientist humour!]
Older male scientist:
I can work this without you.
Female scientist: I’m only good
because I work cheap, Uncle Ziggy. Y’know? - I work cheap!
[Angel Tompkins’
work ethic…?]
Newsreader: It is
incredible that in spite of having the most sophisticated
weapons and advanced defense systems, the United States seems
completely defenceless against this invasion. More news on the
bees in just one minute.
Ad voiceover: ‘Sheba’ – a new
discovery in natural beauty creams! The same formula used by the
Queen of Sheba, which devastated the great King Solomon and made
him her slave! What was her secret? Royal Jelly!----
Female scientist: This is like
playing a cigarette ad after a documentary on lung cancer!
Corrupt politician:
For Christ’s sake, can you please tell me what the hell is
happening? You told me those beehives of yours were foolproof.
Now these killer bees are all over the place! Look, this is
shaping up in Congress like a goddamn volcano – and my ass is
hanging right over the cone!
Corrupt businessman: Take it
easy, Sam. It wasn’t the hives, it was that Dr Morris – the one
you picked to bring the frozen bee sperm from Brazil! He stole
some, sold it to the competition, and let their bees escape!
Corrupt politician: Dr Morris
did that? Ooh, that bastard! I’ll have him transferred
to a family planning clinic in Bangladesh!
Male scientist:
What Dr Hummel proposes is the synthetic manufacture of this
chemical, which is known as a ‘pherone’. [sic.] It can
be sprayed into the atmosphere and, we believe, cause the drones
to become confused, and attempt to mate with each other rather
than with the queen bee.
Politician #1: Are you saying
that this chemical of yours will turn the male bees into
homosexuals!?
Politicians: Ha, ha, ha!
Male scientist: Well, that’s as
good a way to put it as any. And the result of that can only be
– pretty soon, no more African bees.
Politician #2: Reminds me of a
neighbourhood I know in L.A.!
Politicians: Ha, ha, ha!
Older male scientist:
Sondra, now you vill zee zomething frightening! Ze battle to ze
deaths between ze new queens! Ze zurvival of ze fittest! – or
rahzer, of ze most brutal! A reflection of ze human political
process, in a vay!
Older male scientist:
Hey, zat kiss vas for me! After all, she is my niece!
Younger male scientist: That’s
adding incest to injury!
Corrupt politician [on
the phone]: Hello, this is one of
your ‘clients’. I want to take out a ‘contract’ with some of
your people. I want the very best available!
[And later….]
Corrupt politician [on the phone]:
Hello, this is your client! Why haven’t I heard from
you?……Look, I have a contract!----
Male scientist:
Hummel is dead, and there doesn’t seem to be anything we can do
against them.
UN observer: Well, why the hell
aren’t you here?
Male scientist: Because we’re
trying to decipher the language patterns of the bees!
UN observer: You’re doing
what? Are you mad? You want us to conduct peace
negotiations with bugs!?
Male scientist: Once
again, Nature is reacting – striking back against man’s
unrestrained tampering. And the chosen instrument of this
defence is this new species of killer bee, created by some
electronically stimulated genetic mutation! The late Dr Hummel’s
research has given us ample evidence that this species has
evolved beyond its ordinary habitual and instinctual concerns
and patterns, and is capable of reasoning. Furthermore, this
species has established meaningful and serious communication
with my colleague, Mrs Miller, and myself!
British UN delegate: Good Lord!
This chap’s gone completely raving bonkers!
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►From
The Beginning Of The End (1957)
Reporter:
I spoke to him, but I guess
he didn't hear me.
Scientist: Oh. He's a deaf-mute.
Working with radiation can be - dangerous....
Scientist:
Nothing to worry about! Just a slight catastrophe!
Reporter: Do you
have these catastrophes often?
Scientist: Ha,
ha! All the time!
Scientist: It’s
hard to keep these little things from getting in. These are
snails. Last summer it was caterpillars. After that, it was
grasshoppers – by the drove! – and just last week, it was
beetles!
Reporter: How
do they get so big?
Scientist: Well,
radiation causes photosynthesis – that is, the growing process –
to continue night and day. The radioisotopes act as a---sort of
an artificial sun; a sun that never sets!
Reporter: Tell
me: what’s he doing?
Scientist: Well,
that’s plant food; essential minerals. Keeps the plants from
burning themselves out. They have to be fed constantly.
Actually, the fruit would be much larger if we didn’t limit the
stimulation!
Scientist: What
do you want me to do?
Reporter: Just
ride out there with me and take a look.
Scientist: I
don’t understand what good that’ll do. The authorities
investigated it thoroughly.
Reporter: The
sheriff thinks in terms of crime and publicity. You’re a
scientist. You think in terms of cause and effect.
Maybe you’ll see something he missed!
Scientist: I’ve
got your explanation for you, Tom! Now, listen: you’ve known me
ever since I came to Paxton. You know I’m not given to hysteria,
and you’ve got to listen to me with an open mind!
Colonel: Take it
easy, Ed!
Scientist:
Locusts!
Colonel: What are
you talking about?
Scientist: I’m
talking about giant locusts! Giant locusts are responsible for
all this!
Scientist: You
have to believe us! Listen: you’ve seen the giant plants out at
the lab---
Colonel: Are you
trying to tell me you bred these things!?
Scientist: In a
sense – I did, yes…. Some locusts must have gotten into the lab
– and they ate some of the plants, or some of the radioactive
plant food. So their cell division accelerated immediately –
that is, they started to grow abnormally fast!
Scientist: Each
one of them has the strength of ten men! There are probably two
or three hundred of them!
Colonel: So last
night, not satisfied with eating grain, they came to Ludlow?
Scientist: Yes!
Colonel: Ha, ha!
Even if I went for your story about their size, it’d be hard to
believe they’d attack people!
Scientist:
We saw Frank Johnson killed by a giant locust!
Colonel: Sure,
and there are reliable people who’ve also seen flying saucers
and weird little men from Mars!
Colonel: Where
would I get off calling for the regular army to handle some
oversized grasshoppers? Why, they’d Section Eight me right out
of the service!
Scientist: Wait
a minute. We can’t drive them – not drive – but we could
attract them – attract! If we could reproduce their call,
General, it might work! It just might work!
General: What do
you need?
Scientist: Well,
let me see. I need--- Uhhh, I need--- I need an
audio-oscillator. I need an audio--- Two! Two
audio-amplifiers! The most powerful you can get! I need an
ostilloscope! I need some high frequency radio equipment! And a
boat! A fast boat!
Scientist: I
just attached the wires from the ploygraph to the two copper
strips at the bottom of the cage. Now, the locust, like every
other living thing, has galvanic reflexes, or electrical
charges, in direct ratio to its
activity, or emotional stimulation!
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►From
The Blood Beast Terror (1967)
Mad scientist:
Wasn’t it I who created you? And how have you rewarded me? By
causing death and destruction! And now I have been insane enough
to create another!
Female monster:
You mean – it’s ready?
Mad scientist:
Yes! In a few days it would have matured – and you would have
had the companion you seek: a male of your own species! But now
I realise what I have created, I’m going to destroy you both!
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From
The Brain From
Planet Arous (1958)
Scientist’s
fiancée: You know
it’s three o’clock and you mad scientists haven’t even stopped
for lunch?
Scientist:
No wonder I’ve been getting insulting messages from my stomach!
First scientist:
Dan, we’re going over to Mystery Mountain!
Second scientist:
Not before we eat!
Scientist:
There’s a hot blast of gamma coming from Mystery Mountain!
That’s cause enough for any scientist to go into the desert.
Lucky it’s intermittent. If it was constant, we’d be fried!
First scientist:
Turn the Geiger on again, will you?
Second scientist:
It is
on. Suddenly it’s as cool as a well-digger’s foot.
Scientist:
Who are you? What do you want?
Evil alien brain:
I am Gor! I need your body as a dwelling-place while I am here
on your planet Earth.
Scientist:
Why me?
Evil alien brain:
Because you are a recognised nuclear scientist. Because you have
entrée to places on Earth I want to go. I chose your body very
carefully, even before I knew about Sally – a very exciting
female!
Scientist:
Leave Sally out of this!
Evil alien brain:
Why? She appeals to me! There are some aspects of the life of an
Earth savage that are exciting and rewarding! Things that are
missed by the brains on my planet, Arous.
Scientist:
If you so much as touch Sally, I’ll---!
Evil alien brain:
It is you
who are touching her! Even I
must have some interest to spur me on! She’ll do very nicely!
Evil alien
brain: None of
your puny weapons will affect me!
Evil alien
brain: Your feeling
of helplessness is your best friend, savage! When I am occupying
your body, or in my present transitory form, I am without
substance and indestructible! You are fortunate that Gor, one of
the greatest intellects in a world where intelligence is all,
has chosen to use your body! I, Gor, in your stupid body, will
have the power of life and death over this civilisation. Through
me, you shall have power such as no man has seen before in the
history of your planet! The power of pure intellect!
Evil alien
brain: We will
take the young female for a ride in your car. I will enjoy being
you tonight! She gives me a very strange, very new elation!
Possessed
scientist: I’m
going to the atomic bomb tests at Indian Springs. I’m going to
watch the tests with Colonel Frogley and Professor Tate, and
then I’m going to introduce my discovery. It’ll make the atomic
bomb look like a firecracker!
Fiancée:
You frighten me when you talk like that!
Fiancée:
We’re going to be rich?
Possessed scientist:
Mmm, richer than that! Pictures in
the paper, royalty calling on you---
Fiancée:
You scare me when you talk like that!
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