Worker: Working the late shift, are ya?
Quinn: Hehe, someone's got to work after you guys.

Quinn: Wicked. *upon seeing the cave*

Quinn: *runs from the cave* There's something in there. There's something in the hole.

Quinn: I've kept this for years, because someday it will be up to you. I don't want you to be afraid. I want you to understand. Knowlwdge is the only weapon we've got left. In the beginning, it was ignorance that destroyed us. I saw the first, but soon the world saw millions. No one knew how they spawned so fast. They swormed like locusts, burning everything in their path, driven by one purpose - to feed. Even then, we couldn't believe they were real. Ancient man had made them into myth, but nature had made something far more terrible. Too late, our scientists discovered their true identity. A species which had burned the dinosaurs to dust, whose ash had brought on Ice Ages. Who, in eons past, had scroched the world clean of life. Then starved, then slept, waiting for the earth to replenish itself. Waiting to start their cycle anew. Our weapons shot fine back, a hundred took its place. They seemes invulnerable. We could only look on as our leaders used their greatest aesenal to destroy them. But in the end, we only helped them, til the world burned and the few of us that were left feld the cities, found shelter where we could. You have to understand our past because you will decide our future. They're starving now, and they're more dangerous than ever. But we have to go on. We have to outlast them. Only one species is getting out of this alive.

Quinn: Dig in, work together, outlast them.

Eddie: We're on our own, Quinn.
Quinn: Yeah, we know that. That's why we have to hang on. Maybe we're all that's left.

Ajay: I'm your best friend, and sometimes I don't even like you.

Quinn: What do we do when we wake?
All: Keep both eyes on the sky.
Quinn: What do we do when we sleep?
All: Keep both eyes on the sky.
Ajay: What do we do when we see them?
All: Dig hard, dig deep, run for shelter, and never look back.

Van Zan: Envy the country that has heroes. Pity the country that needs them.

Creedy: Only thing worse than dragons: Americans.