War of the Worlds Season 1 quotes

The town they call Beeton seems tailor-made for our purposes.

Away from their cities, off their main highways...

And best of all, it's completely abandoned.

The place called Beeton won't be abandoned for long, comrades. We must begin transporting the burial drums containing our sleeping brethren to this location immediately.

The puzzle is almost complete.

Yes, except for the last most important piece: we still need human bodies...many human bodies.

For once, everything is proceeding according to plan.

Yes, with new human hosts arriving every hour.

These pathetic Earthlings have even less intelligence than our own planet's vegetation!

Our own planet. If only we could see it one last time...

Erase those thoughts from your mind, comrade. Our planet is already well into its final death rattle.

You must remember that this planet is our home now.

As it will be home to those on the way. Our colonists are relying upon us to be strong.

The three of us.

Of course. I must remember to deal with what is, not with what might have been. I appreciate your patience, comrades. My lapse will not be repeated.

We have much to be grateful for. Within 24 hours, we will have increased our numbers by two-fold.

Perhaps we should inform those on the way of our progress.

Yes, they will be pleased...very pleased.

Ironhorse

This is really sick, Blackwood!

Suzanne

They're reviving new aliens! This whole town's been set up to recruit host bodies for aliens!

Harrison

It's like an alien Bates Motel.

Harrison

[referring to the aliens] Gone. They're all gone.

Suzanne

We did everything we could!

Harrison

It's not good enough, Suzanne.

Ironhorse

He's right. If we keep losing like this, we're dead meat on this planet.

Harrison

They must've revived a thousand of them. And now, they're out there. They're out there among us!

And now, on the lighter side of the news, apparently, it's that time of year again. Our station has received numerous local reports of, quote, "An invasion by aliens from another planet." We checked with nearby Goodwin Army base and public relations officers there have confirmed that military personnel were involved in routine training exercises at the time of the alleged incident. So far, no aliens have come forward to dispute these reports. But our door is open. Is yours?

Back off, man. You're gettin' too close. You be cool, and we'll be cool.

No one gets off their bikes in Grover's Mill.

Look, we're gonna go to the cemetery, bury our man in his home ground, and then we're out of here.

The recovery of the machine will go a long way toward guaranteeing our victory.

True...assuming the machine is still operational.

Is it just me, comrades, or do the complexities of our invasion grow more and more tangled at every step?

No one ever said war was easy.

Our warship is in surprisingly good condition.

I've ordered them to check out all the weapons and flight systems, and report back to us before they start their return flight.

I wish we decided to go with them. I'm worried they will not do all that is necessary.

They'll do exactly what we ask of them. They know nothing else.

In a matter of hours, the most powerful weapon this planet has ever seen will be again in our hands, and functional.

Those who come will be pleased.

We have a communique from the field. They've experienced problems and await further guidance.

Why is it the lower classes cannot think for themselves?

Our job is to think; their job is to do. We must never confuse the two.

What is the nature of their problem?

There's been extensive damage. So far, they haven't been able to make the warship functional.

A situation we anticipated with dread, but without clear solutions.

They must continue trying to fix the warship.

As well as test all the weapon systems. We must make sure they understand the importance of this.

They understand, but I fear understanding alone will not be enough.

Should we remind them of the punishment that comes with failure?

The machine still won't fly, but the beam works.

We must get the beam back here as quickly as possible. Nothing is more important than for us to retrieve the weapon.

They understand this, but they're unsure how to accomplish getting it here.

Must we tell them everything? If the ship won't fly, we have no choice but to transport the weapon over land.

And if our comrades meet resistance?

Then we will remind the puny Earthlings how our death ray works.

Nothing can be allowed to delay their return. Our very future rests in their hands.

A concept, I remind you, that we should only accept with great trepidation.

[possessed] It's useless for you to resist.

Norton

Oh, is it?

You can never win.

You were beaten at Grover's Mill once. It'll happen again.

We can rely on the self-destructive nature of the primitives.

It is our greatest ally.

And our greatest enemy. This is truly a filthy place.

Have you heard from my mother?

Norton

Have I heard from your mother? Has Harrison called in from the field like he was supposed to? Have they forgotten my important contributions to this team? Has your mother completely discounted my value to this unit? Have they undermined my investigation? As a matter of fact, no. No, I have not heard from your mother.

No big deal.

Norton

My opinion exactly.

Originally, we'd intended to put your brain matter to good use. Now you vile creatures can serve a higher purpose.

Now we will use your bodies. [to alien jailer] Bring us the three strongest.

As you wish.

[possessed] You're finished now.

I am? I thought a perm took a whole hour.

Not anymore. We don't have time.

I hate it. What are you gonna do with this?

[holds up a small saw] How about a little off the top?