Quotes / Our Zombies Are Different

Dr. Bruner: Who are you? And what are they?
Legendre: For you, my friend, they are the angels of death.

Wiry Girl: That's not fair! I had zombies too!
Sitterson: Yes, you had "Zombies", but this is "Zombie Redneck Torture Family". Entirely separate thing. It's like the difference between an elephant and an elephant seal.

"Is there an agreed definition of what is a zombie and how they get that way? Not that I know of. I think zombies are defined by behavior and can be 'explained' by many handy shortcuts: the supernatural, radiation, a virus, space visitors, secret weapons, a Harvard education and so on."

"She's not making sense! If they're moving, they've got brain function! If they've got brain function they're not dead yet!"

"It looks dead. It smells dead. Yet it's moving around. That's interesting."
Oz, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, "Dead Man's Party"

Skinny Pete: Left 4 Dead, yo! The way them bitches get cranial when you cap 'em in the head is like...BOOYAH!
Badger: No, no, no man, Resident Evil 4 by a long shot!
Skinny Pete: Aw please, brother, you're fronting!
Badger: No, man, seriously! That chick, the one you gotta rescue? She's smokin', bro! And then you're, like, the last undead dude on earth, so how can you not be dipping into that?! Talk about inspiring a brother to kick some zombie ass!
Skinny Pete: They're trying to eat your brain, bro! Dude don't need no more motivation!
Badger: ...That's a fair point, I guess...okay okay okay, Call of Duty: World at War, Zombie Mode! Now that's the bomb! Think on it, bro: they're not just zombies, they're Nazi Zombies!
Skinny Pete: Nazi zombies...
Badger: Yeah, man, SS Waffen troopers too, which are, like, the baddest-ass Nazis of the whole Nazi family!
Skinny Pete: Zombies are dead, man! What difference does it make what their job was when they were living?!
Badger: Dude, you are so historically retarded! Nazi zombies don't want to eat you just because they're craving the protein! They do it, 'cause...they do it, 'cause they hate Americans! Talibans, they're the Talibans of the zombie world!
Skinny Pete: I played the game, they ain't exactly fleet of foot! I'm saying where's the challenge?! At least the zombies in Left 4 Dead clock a respectable forty, you gotta lead them and shit!
Badger: Dude, that's because they're not even zombies! They're just infected! They got like this rage virus, amps them up like they've been smoking the schwag! Apples and oranges, bro, totally unfair to compare the two.

The dead walk. Say the sentence, sweetling. Just as impossible as anything else that has happened to you since the bee, yet it sits on your tongue easier. You are not that surprised. It is weird how much it is not weird. They have shambled through the zeitgeist of your species for so long. The dead that walk.
The Buzzing, The Secret World

They surge through the doorway - a struggling, seething mass. Bodies upon bodies. Like a blown pressure valve. Fighting to get past each other. Grunting and hissing. Their hair falling out. Milky eyes. Black eyes. Fungus spilling from their mouths, ears, nostrils. Creeping out from under their fingernails. They smear themselves on the doorframe as they pour towards us.
Bloody zombies.
Well, not zombies exactly. Not risen from the grave, feasting on human brain matter. Not a seventies commentary on consumer culture. But as far as mindless automatons seeking to kill me go, zombies is close enough.
Anti-Hero, by Jonathan Wood