30 Best They Live Quotes

Bearded: They are dismantling the sleeping middle class. More and more people are becoming poor. We are their cattle. We are being bred for slavery.

Nada: You know, you look like your head fell in the cheese dip back in 1957.

Nada: A long time ago things were different man. My old daddy took me down to the river, kicked my ass, told me about the power and the glory. I was saved. He changed when I was little. Turned mean and started tearin' at me. So I ran away when I was thirteen. He tried to cut me once. Big old razor blade. Held it up against my throat. I said "Daddy please"... Just kept moving' back and forth... like he was sawin' down a little tree...
Frank: Maybe they're always been with us... those things out there. Maybe they love it... seeing us hate each other, watching us kill each other off, feeding on our own cold fuckin' hearts...
Nada: I got news for 'hem... There's gonna be hell to pay. 'Cause I ain't daddy's little boy no more.

Nada: And who are you, little fella? Come to show 'em where I am, huh? Not nice!

Frank: I have a wife and kids in Detroit. I haven't seen them in six months. Steel mills were laying people off left and right. They finally went under. We gave the steel companies a break when they needed it. Know what they gave themselves? Raises. The Golden Rule: He who has the gold, makes the rules. They close one more factory we should take a sledgehammer to one of their fancy fuckin foreign cars.
Nada: You know, you ought to have a little more patience with life.
Frank: Yeah, well I'm all out!
Nada: The whole deal is like some kind of crazy game. They put you at the starting line. And the name of the game is make it through life. Only, everyone's out for themselves and looking to do you in at the same time. OK, man here we are. You do what you can, but remember, I'm going to do my best to blow your ass away. So how are you going to make it?
Frank: I deliver a hard day's work for my money I just want the chance. It'll come. I believe in America. I follow the rules. Everybody's got their own hard times these days.

Holly: You're fighting the forces of evil that none of us can see without sunglasses.
Nada: Take a look.
Holly: If you want me to look through your sunglasses, I'll look through your sunglasses. If I don't see what you see, I'm going to see it anyway.

Nada: Don't wear them glasses too long. Starts to feel like a knife turnin' in your skull.

Rich: [talking into her wristwatch] I've got one that can see!

Nada: Mama don't like tattletales.

Street: Outside the limit of our sight, feeding off us, perched on top of us, from birth to death, are our owners! Our owners! They have us. They control us! They are our masters! Wake up! They're all about you! All around you!

Nada: [seeing politician on TV for the first time] Ha! Figures it'd be something like this.

Nada: You, you're okay. This one: real fuckin' ugly.

Bearded: Look around at the environment we live in. Carbon dioxide, fluorocarbons, and methane have increased since 1958. Earth is being acclimatized. They are turning our atmosphere into their atmosphere.

Drifter: What's wrong with having it good for a change? Now they're gonna let us have it good if we just help 'em. They're gonna leave us alone, let us make some money. You can have a little taste of that good life too. Now, I know you want it. Hell, everybody does.
Frank: You'd do it to your own kind.
Drifter: What's the threat? We all sell out every day, might as well be on the winning team.

Bearded: We could be pets, we could be food, but all we really are is livestock.

Nada: I'm giving you a choice: either put on these glasses or start eatin' that trash can.
Frank: Not this year!

Depressed: That's easy for you to say. You got the promotion.

Subliminal: No Imagination.

Well: What's your problem? I said, what's your problem?

Frank: I have a job, now and I plan on keeping it. I'm walking a white line all the time. I don't bother nobody, nobody bothers me. You better start doing the same.
Nada: White line's in the middle of the road. That's the worst place to drive.

Nada: Brother, life's a bitch... and she's back in heat.

Writing: This is your God.

Nada: [to Frank] You ain't the first son of a bitch to wake up out of their dream.

Blonde: You look as shitty to us as we do to you.
Nada: Impossible.

Police: It would be easier if we don't have to splatter your brains.

[Nada and Frank are fighting, and Nada, trying to get up, tries to grab Frank's testicles]
Frank: You dirty motherfucker!

Nada: Now look, uh, things turned out a little sour for me today.
Holly: You're not the only one.
Nada: Yeah, well, I'm sorry. But I needed you to get away.
Holly: No, you have two guns. You're not sorry. You're in charge.

Frank: We can't be the only ones who can see, we've got to find the people who made these.
Nada: Yeah, if any of them are still alive.

Nada: Put the glasses on! Put 'em on!

Nada: You see, I take these glasses off, she looks like a regular person, doesn't she? Put 'em back on...
[puts them back on]
Nada: ...formaldehyde-face!