"You are who you choose to be."

"Superman."

"Souls don't die."

"I am not a gun."

"I fix."

"You stay. I go. No following."

"Hogarth. You stay. I go. No following."

"I love you."

"It's bad to kill. Guns kill. And you don't have to be a gun. You are what you choose to be. You choose. Choose."

"I know you feel bad about the deer, but it's not your fault. Things die. That's part of life. It's bad to kill, but it's not bad to die."

"You die?"

"I die?"

"You're made of metal, but you have feelings, and you think about things, and that means you have a soul. And souls don't die."

"Soul?"

"Mom says it's something inside of all good things, and that it goes on forever and ever."

"Who cares what these creeps think? They don't make you what you are, you do. You are who you choose to be."

"Do you talk? You know, words? Blah, blah, blah, like that? Can you do that, blah, blah, blah?"

"Blah, blah, blah."

"See this? This is called a rock. Rock."

"Rock!"

"No, no. That is a tree. Rock... tree. Get it?"

"Rock. Tree."

"People will always wig out and start shooting when they see something big like you."

"Hmm?"

"Wig out. It means crazy. You know like, uh—"

"No, no! Don't do that! That's the kind of stuff that makes them shoot at you."

"This is Superman. He's a lot like you. Crash-landed on Earth, didn't know what he was doing... but he only uses his powers for good, never for evil. Remember that."

"Oh, that's Atomo, the metal menace. He's not a hero, he's a villain. But you're not like him. You're a good guy, like Superman."

"Super... man."

"Hey, Dean! Watch this!"

"All right, we're watching."

"This one's for professionals only! Banzai!"

"Come on in! The water's... great."

"You... weenie!"

"Banzai!"

"There are two kinds of metal in this yard: scrap and art. If you gotta eat one of them, eat the scrap. What you currently have - IN YOUR MOUTH - is ART!"

"This is espresso. It's like Coffeezilla."

"So she moved me up a grade 'cause I wasn't fitting in, so now I'm even more not fitting in. I was getting good grades, you know, like all A's. So my mom says, 'You need stimulation,' and I go, 'No, I'm stimulated enough right now.'"

"That's for sure."

"So she says, 'Uh-uh, You don't have a challenge, you need a challenge.' So now I'm challenged, all right; I'm challenged to hold on to my lunch money because of all the big mooses who wanna pound me, 'cause they think I'm a shrimpy dork who thinks he's smarter than them!"

"But I don't think I'm smarter, I just do the stupid homework! If everyone else JUST DID THE STUPID HOMEWORK, they could move up a grade and get pounded, too! Is there any more coffee?"

"Kent Mansley. I work for the government."

"Frankly, I'm not at liberty to divulge the particulars of the agency I work for, and all that that implies."

"You mean, national security?"

"Let me put it this way. Every so often things happen that can't be rationalized in a conventional way. People wanna know their government has a response. I am that response."

"No, Marv. Big things happen in big places, and the sooner I file my report, the sooner I can get back to them."

"The biggest thing in this town is probably the homecoming queen."

"OH MY GOD!"

"Something big, Marv. Something big."

"A giant... metal... man."

"Damn it, Mansley, you called me at home for this?"

"You don't understand, sir. It-it-it- It ate my car!"

"Tell me again, Mansley, and this time, listen to yourself."

"Please, sir. I've got a feeling about this one."

"That's lovely, Kent. But let me try to explain how this works: If you told me you'd found, say, um, a giant footprint, I might send over an expert to make a plaster cast of it. Hell, you get me a photograph of this thing and I could probably get some troops over there! But you tell me you've got a feeling."

"All right, then fine. You want evidence? I'll get you evidence."

"You know, Hogarth, we live in a strange and wondrous time: the Atomic Age. But there's a dark side to progress, Hogarth. Ever hear of Sputnik?"

"Foreign satellite, Hogarth, and all that that implies. Even now it orbits overhead - Boop! Boop! - watching us. We can't see it but it's there, much like that giant thing in the woods. We don't know what it is or what it can do. I don't feel safe, Hogarth. Do you?"

"I'm talking about your goldarned security, Hogarth! While you're snoozing in your widdle jammies, back in Washington we're wide awake and worried! Why? Because everyone wants what we have, Hogarth! Everyone!"

"You think this metal man is fun, but who built it? The Russians? The Chinese? Martians? Canadians? I don't care! All I know is we didn't build it, and that's reason enough to assume the worst and blow it to kingdom come!"

"Now, you are going to tell me about this thing, you are going to lead me to it, and we are going to destroy it before it destroys us!"

"That missile is targeted to the giant's current position! WHERE'S THE GIANT, MANSLEY?"

"We can duck and cover! There's a fallout shelter not far from..."

"There's no way to survive this thing, you idiot!"

"You mean we're all going to..."

"To die, Mansley. For our country."

"Screw our country! I WANT TO LIVE!"

"It came from outer space. I saw it! And it was headed toward land. I called the government in Washington. Maybe it was a sputnik, or... or an invader from Mars. That's what it is, an invader from Mars!"

"Unidentified? Knowing you, Earl, I'd say it was either whiskey or beer."

"Hey! I saw it too."

"I rest my case."

"I believe you. What if it is Sputnik, or a flying saucer from Mars? I bet we could find it."

"Sorry, kid. I didn't really see anything. But if we don't stick up for the kooks, who will?"

"Would you say grace, please?"

"Oh my God... Um, uh... oh, my God! We... thank you for the... er, food that mom has put in front of us and *stop!*... uh, the Devil... from doing bad things? And er, get out of here!... Uh, Satan? Go! Go so... that we may live in peace. Amen."

"Amen. That was... hmm, really unusual, Hogarth."

"Forgot to wash my hands!"

"Hogarth, we've been through this before. No pets."

"But he's not a pet, mom. He's a friend."

"You remember the raccoon, Hogarth? I remember the raccoon."

"Get back! I said get back! I mean it!"

"No. Stop. Why?"

"It was an accident. He's our friend."

"He's a piece of hardware, Hogarth. Why did you think the army was here? He's a weapon, a big... big gun that walks."

"I... I not gun."

"You almost did that to Hogarth!"

"No!"

"Wait!"

"Come back!"

"It was being defensive. He reacted to the gun."

"Thanks for the scrap, Floyd. I'm sorry I can't pay you more, but it's got... it's got this large 'bite' out of it."

"That's why I'm selling it. It's got a large bite out of it."

"What could have done this?"

"I told you what."

"Jeez, Earl, you really are crazy. I mean, who in the hell would the government send?"

"Earth 1957"

"Somewhere Off the Coast of Maine"

"Mayday! Mayday! This is the Annabelle. I've lost my bearings! I'm taking on water."

"The lighthouse! I see it!"

"So we can't tell Ripley's Believe it or Not... well... because they won't believe it!"