Citas

Grabbers

Garda Ciarán O'Shea: What killed him, Jim?
Dr. Jim Gleeson: The fact that he's just a head. You bring me someone with a head cold or a headache and I could do something, but you bring me just a head and you're taking the piss. Jesus, they could bury him in a shoe box.
Garda Lisa Nolan: Doctor, we need to know.
Dr. Jim Gleeson: He was mauled in some way by some... animal or... something. I dunno. A tiger?

Dr. Adam Smith: I need a photograph with it for National Geographic! And Facebook.

Garda Lisa Nolan: What is that thing?
Dr. Adam Smith: I haven't a clue. I've never seen anything like it before. It's a completely foreign species. I can't even begin to originate or class it.
Paddy Barrett: A "grabber."

Garda Ciarán O'Shea: What is it, Paddy?
Paddy Barrett: Wouldn't you like to know?
Garda Ciarán O'Shea: Not really, no.
Paddy Barrett: You would, though.
Garda Ciarán O'Shea: No, not really.
Paddy Barrett: You would. If you were to know what I know, you'd want to know.
Garda Ciarán O'Shea: All right, tell us then.
Paddy Barrett: [leans in] Right, so, between you and me, I caught meself a sea monster today. Swear to God, may he strike me down. You don't believe me?
Garda Ciarán O'Shea: Not a bit.
Paddy Barrett: I am no liar.
Brian Maher: Ha!
Paddy Barrett: Feck off, you!
Garda Ciarán O'Shea: All right, where is it?
Paddy Barrett: In me bathtub.
Garda Ciarán O'Shea: In your bathtub.
Paddy Barrett: Having a bath.
[Paddy laughs]
Garda Ciarán O'Shea: Goodnight, Paddy.

Garda Lisa Nolan: Smith said it needs water, right?
Garda Ciarán O'Shea: Pfff... says a lot of things.
Paddy Barrett: Mostly bollocks.
Garda Lisa Nolan: Whatever. But if it needs water to survive, how could it be movin' about on dry land?
Paddy Barrett: It was rainin'. When it's rainin', there's no such thing as dry land.

Paddy Barrett: I say we feed it Father Potts. Unless it eats shit, it'll choke to death.

Garda Ciarán O'Shea: As, as, as... flattering as it is... to hear a... a beautiful drunk s-slurrin' her feelings for me... now's not the time.

Garda Ciarán O'Shea: [Touching the seemingly dead alien species] It's dead, right?
Dr. Adam Smith: Ummm, I'm not sure.
Garda Ciarán O'Shea: [Moves away cautiously] You're not what?
Dr. Adam Smith: Basic tests I've done so far have shown up nothing usual or normal. It is beyond mystifying. I mean, really, I can't be sure without opening it up.
Paddy Barrett: [Swiftly beats it with a stick; it doesn't move] Ah... Tis dead.

Una Maher: [on seeing the grabber being poisoned by the alcohol tainted blood] Must Be A Teetotaler

Garda Ciarán O'Shea: [pours pure alcohol down the mouth of the main grabber] Sláinte.

Garda Lisa Nolan: [to the main grabber as it screeches at her] Ah... Shut Your Hole

Garda Ciarán O'Shea: [after Adam shows the egg of the dead female grabber] How did that big egg... come out of that?
Dr. Adam Smith: [Constantly looking at Lisa, even when replying to Ciarán] Mother Nature is a mysterious one, isn't she? Incredibly beautiful!
[to Lisa]
Dr. Adam Smith: You related?

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