- Samuel Fuller: Just what do you think you are going to do to me with that? It won't even scratch me.
- Samuel Fuller: It's incredible. Ingenious. Bastards. They've done it. They've done it! It's practically DNA! No, it's an enzyme that's similar to DNA. Completely redesigned by computer. A masterpiece. A masterpiece of genetic engineering. Cybernetics applied to molecular technology. It's not alive until it finds something to live in.
- Samuel Fuller: I'm the most perfect perfect being ever constructed by the Tubular Corporation!
- Dr. Sara Drumbull: But why didn't you kill us before?
- Samuel Fuller: Because I was waiting for the right time. That is to say: now.
- Samantha Raphelson: Mommy always said monsters don't exist, but it's not true.
- Dr. Sara Drumbull: Don't worry. I won't leave you alone for a minute.
- Samantha Raphelson: Promise?
- Dr. Sara Drumbull: Cross my heart.
- Samantha Raphelson: And hope to die?
- Koster: If I would have known wops were coming along I would have brought my anti-grease spray!
- Lieutentant Franzini: [flips Koster off] Sit on this, black beauty!
- Koster: [pumps shotgun] Sit on this, grease ball!
- Narrator: Venice, before the year 2000. Squares, museums, and churches. Tourists crowd the streets. Venice is threatened by the high tide. The seaweed is killing the oxygen in the waters and the putrid waters are corroding the foundations of the city. This is Venice today. What will happen tomorrow?