Quotes from The Walking Dead: Real Monsters will be from both the original and revamped versions of the fanfic. Spoilers below.
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Chapter 1
- “Children are fuckin’ gross. Don’t have’m. They ruin everything.” Nate made a face as he said this.
- “Your hand-me-down girlfriend ain’t gonna dump your ass cuz you’re sick. She’d reach into your head an’ pull the goddamn tumor out if she could.” Nate paused. “Except… now that you’ve been a lil puss and lied to her, she’d be more likely to smash your brains out than fix it.”
- “…Did… d-did we just high five to us killing people?” Vaughan asked.
- “When you decide to risk your lives, then you can judge the decisions we make.” Charlie snapped. “But until them, don’t fuckin’ bitch you weak ass babies!”
- “I need to take a long shower, preferably with you also in the shower.” Nate kept his voice casual, though the tone of his flirting fell a bit flat. “Then I need to sleep, preferably with you sleepin’ with me.”
- “She wasn’t one of… them, not then, but she was in shock. None of us knew what to do but we tried to help her. And then Tom noticed that there were some more people in the car, so he flung open the door to get them out. He wanted to know if they were okay. But they weren’t okay and they weren’t people. They were monsters. There was three of those things and they looked… they looked like they were dead but they couldn’t have been because they were moving and…” Anya started sobbing. “Then they attacked everyone…”
- “Nate, listen.” Charlie said. “We have to be prepare in the event that this outbreak, or whatever the fuck it is, ends up lasting a real long time. And we have to acknowledge that everyone is going to die. Not cuz this apocalyptic bullshit is gonna kill everyone off, but because that just what happens to people. They die. Ain’t nothin’ gonna change that. But remember this; though strong people may die, weak people drop like flies. We ain’t weak. Don’t mean we’re in the clear, but it does bump our chances up for kickin’ this shit in the ass.”
Chapter 2
- “It’s not stealing if no one is around or alive to claim the stuff we take.” Nate said. “The owners of the houses we go through ain’t usin’ their shit. He is.”
- “Killing the baby is not an option.” Nate’s voice was dangerously low.
- “Oh my God, shut up you lil asshat!” Nate groaned. “I’m gonna feed ya, don’t shit your diaper full.”
- “Well Penis Confuser, I used to be nicer but my tragic life made me a dick.” Nate sneered.
- “That ain’t true.” She scoffed. “You were always like this. You’ve been an asshole ever since you were ten, and ya evolved into a bigger asshole like fuckin’ Pokemon. And after Casey-”
- “You’re being an irritating dick,” Nate continued. “But I saved your ass before, Vee. Why would I let you die of cancer now?”
- “Too big?” Charlie looked amused and surprised. “In what, white people standards?” She deepened her voice and spoke like she lost fifty IQ points. “Oh boy, my dick’s a whole inch long!”
- “You see that Drool-O-Rama?” Nate asked. “That’s someone trying to warn us not to go in. We ain’t listenin’ because we’re dumb.”
- “I-I…” Vaughan quavered. “I understand why she was so scared now. I know it’s stupid, there’s more reasons to be afraid of going into hospitals now then there was before the outbreak, but I don’t r-really want to go in there anymore. I… I-I… I don’t want this to happen to us.” Vaughan gestured to the bodies. “I don’t want my cancer to put us all in danger.”
- “Are you… are you asking me if I gave Vaughan an STD?” Nate asked, astonished that she was suggesting that.
- “…Nate?” There was a concern in Vaughan’s voice that Nate didn’t like. “Wh… where’s the baby?”
- “Not. Fucking. Children!” Nate roared. “I never killed a child, you evil cunt!”
- “Nate.” She croaked. “If you’re gonna kill me, you have to squeeze harder than that.”
Chapter 3
- “Fuck yeah, I agree.” Vaughan chimed. “We haven’t had something to drink in a loooong time and let’s face it, after all the shit we’ve been through we deserve to get wasted. If the guy is dangerous, we’ll just beat him up right?”
- “M-maybe you’re right,” Vaughan continued. His voice was thick with fear and wavered. “Maybe I acted like that because I’m sick. But what if it isn’t the cancer? What if the apocalypse is making me lose my mind?”
- “Y’know that overused saying, ‘your eyes are the window to your soul’ or some shit?” Charlie continued. “Can’t say if that’s true for everyone, but it’s true for you. So when you blank out like that, it’s really fucking creepy because your eyes look dead.”
- “Everything I’ve done, every choice I’ve made, was always aligned in relation to having good morals.” Vaughan continued. “I was a good person before, and after she died and I realized how terrible I’d been, I swore I’d never act like that again. I tried to be good… but I-I almost g-gorged a man’s eye out…”
- “No, no buts.” Nate cut him off. “It ain’t you. Not the real you anyways. The real you is as peaceful as Gandhi’s and Martin Luther King Jr.’s gay love child.”
- “Hell yeah I’m an asshole.” Nate replied. “Wanna lick me out?”
- “Now boss-man wouldn’t let me ask any questions, but I have a lot of fucking questions. How did all the doctors find each other? How did they find all the things they needed, like beds or tents or fucking meds and medical equipment or food to feed everyone? How are they running the place? Why the fuck are they still doing their jobs when the world’s gone to shit!? If I were a doctor I wouldn’t let no one fucking know!” note
- “I- I just… I only joined them for protection, I swear! I never did any of that other stuff. I… I stole and killed people because they made me help them do that, but I never did anything more than that. I never… forced myself on anyone. Now that they’re all dead… I just need something to support myself for a while. You can take everything else! I’ll even let you take the ticket the boss has on him!” For all the gall the bandit had, he did have the decency to sound both remorseful and disgusted with himself and the lengths he went to in order to survive.
- “After we were done, he was very relaxed and I was… rather impressed, actually. He told me that the others were going to want to have me too. I told him I didn’t mind and he laughed. I asked him for a cigarette, he gave me one, I lit it, and then I decapitated him. It was somewhat difficult to cut completely through, he did struggle quite a bit, but in the end his head came off clean enough I suppose.” She took another drag from the cigarette, held the smoke in, and let it out. “You impressed?”
- “What Charlie did to you, that was much worse.” Nate continued. “She could’ve killed the bandit right away, but she didn’t because she wanted to get back at you for something you did because you were scared and you didn’t want her to leave you. Not that Charlie sees it that way but whatever.”
- Vaughan sighed. “A therapist… the thing about therapists nowadays is that the dead ones can’t help you and the living ones probably need therapy too.”
Chapter 4
- “Ah nah tah wah bawkaw desk.” Nate said.
- “You’re just trying to find reasons not to like this place!” Vaughan accused. He whipped his head to her direction. “It’s like you want me to die!”
- “Dr. Nāgá,” The man said. “That idiot was raving again about how we’re ‘heartless’- fucking heartless, can you believe that?- and how it ‘isn’t worth it’- isn’t worth it, fucking hell- to help people if we’re going about it this way. I tried to calm him down but he wouldn’t listen and he attacked… me.”
- “Can you come with me?” The little girl asked once she was finished. “I saw you beat up the guys being mean to each other- hurting people is not nice by the way- but you can keep me safe with your beating up people skills.”
- “They had a baby!” She continued. “I have seen pictures and the baby is so cute! That is why we came to Amérique, to see the baby. Oncle Guatier was supposed to pick us up at the airport, but the Morts came before he got there and we had to run away. Maman said that we were going to go to his house anyways, but then her pills started to run out. Then we came here. I hope I can see them soon.”
- “I didn’t.” Roxane told him. “I dyed it before we left for Florida. When I dyed my hair, dad was so mad. He wanted me to shave it off. Can you believe that? So I said, ‘Fuck off dad! You can tell me what to do!’” She paused “…Okay that’s not true, I never said that. I respect my father. Sometimes. I did think it though.”
- “That’s what I told him. He didn’t give a shit.” She said. “You can’t cut off my hair man. I’m like Samson. You cut it off; I’ll lose all my strength and wither away.”
- “So my drug dealer gave me this really awesome deal,” the red-eyed man slurred. “And it was ‘two for one weed’. Great, yah? But it turned out that he was selling me the one joint for the price of two. It took me like a month to figure it out, and when I did I was pisssssssssed off lady. So I went to get my money back, and dead cannibal people were eating the dude. Then I was like ‘dude’… and took as much weed I could and ran my ass off. So…” He inhaled the joint. “So the moral of the story is…” He blew the smoke out. “Don’t take two for one deals from your drug dealer.”
- “Lady, the man is harmless.” Nate told her. “When’s the last time a pothead ever hurt anyone?”
- “I’m fucking terrified of myself.” Nate admitted. “I really am.”
- “Are you…” Nate couldn’t believe what she was saying. “Are you advocating me being a fucking psychopath?”
- “I should be able to!” Nate growled. “I did it for everybody else that died! But no, this one fucking baby has to come along and ruin me! I keep on having nightmares man. And in ‘em I see how she looked when she died… I’m always standing in front of the pharmacy, and I always want to run away but I can’t.” He can feel his voice trying to crack. “I just stand there and wait for that thing to come out with her. No matter what else changes in the dream, that part always stays the same. I feel fucking awful about it during the day, and it follows in me in my sleep.”
- “I know.” Vaughan said. He placed his arm around Nate’s shoulders. “I think you’ll be okay. Because I’m weaker than you, but I’m okay. And if I can be, then I have no doubt that you will be too.” Nate lifted his head until their foreheads touched. “If we try hard, everything will be alright in the end.”
- “Maybe you ain’t suckin’ hard enough.” Nate leered. “I know how you have a problem with tha- ow!”
- “I’ll be sorry?” Nate repeated, “Ya mean like earlier today, when you fought me and I broke your fucking nose?”
- “Nate, please don’t tell’m! You know how he’s like! He only thinks that gays get this. If dad thinks I’m gay, he’ll… I’ll be lucky if he only kicks me out of the house. We can’t tell him.” note
- “It’s too late to save her, but killing them isn’t going to help you Nate.” Vaughan explained. “Remember what I said before, about taking a part of what happened to the baby holding on to it? You need to hold on to the humanity this gives you. It’s going to hurt a lot, but you’ll be better off for it in the long run.”
- “This is what will make you a great survivor.” Charlie said into his ear. “Taking shit from nobody and…” She paused. “Are you crying?”
- “Dudes, I don’t know if I’m just that high, but I don’t see any tents.” Jude statement was mildly concerned.
- “Because I’m a piece of shit. I’d probably get you killed Baguette.” Nate’s voice was soft.
Chapter 5
- “There’s no point lookin’ for her, she’ll already be inside.” Nate said after a pause. “We took too long to come here. Ain’t no way she’ll still be waiting for us. She broke in and went Rambo on their asses hours ago. I wouldn’t be surprised if she already rescued everyone.”
- “…We didn’t have enough money.” Casey said. “We couldn’t afford any of the pills and… and Pa… he was going to kill me if he found out, and Ma would let’m. I didn’t want to go out like that. So… So I took the gun and…” He paused, staring into space for a moment before snapping out of it. “I… I also thought that maybe, if I didn’t let the ‘gay’ disease do me in, Pa would be less mad at me y’know? He’d be proud that I took some initiative to… you know.”
- “Our good intentions doesn’t change the trust we betrayed and the people we killed who came to us for help. It would be worth it if there were a possible cure for the virus, but I honestly believe there isn’t. We’re kidnapping people and murdering them for a hopeless cause. I don’t want to fight for that cause anymore. What you’re doing is far more selfless that what we’re doing now.”
- “I’m Indian Santa Clause.” Nate shot back. “Ho ho ho motherfucker!”
- “I know the only reason we were together was because you needed to put your dick in something so your could get over your brother, but I let that happen!” Charlie continued. “I was okay with the stupid thing we had together because I wanted you to get better, and you fucking cheat on me!? Ungrateful son of a bitch!”
- “Just try to keep it in okay?” Nate said. He felt Vaughan nod. “Don’t worry. When we get out of here, you can puke as much as you like.”
- “I have committed terrible actions in my time since the outbreak, but I have done so for the betterment of others. What about you? Can you say that anything you have done in the last forty-one days has benefited anyone but yourselves and ones you deem worthy of your protection? Anyone you have ever stole from or lied to or killed, has it help people as a whole? Well?” She waited for a response. No one spoke. There was fire in her eyes when she spoke again. “You should be willing to die for the future of the human race.You people are the real monsters.”
- “We’re not monsters.” Vaughan spoke directly to the head doctor. “We weren’t prepared for this. If we were… we would’ve done things differently. But we weren’t, so we’re just… trying to survive the best we can. That’s why we do awful things sometimes… not because we don’t care. We just want to live and… protect the only people we have left. We do bad things but… it’s not our fault. None of this was supposed to happen.”
- “I’m okay.” Nate said. “…Before I went there, I was so prepared to kill everybody to get you two back. But I still felt guilty about not feeling anything. I still don’t know how that fucking works but whatever. The point is, I wanted to save you both but I also wanted to give a shit about the lives I was going to take. Then, when I was driving to the clinic, I started to think about how you two would look like dead. And I couldn’t…” He tightened the grip on Charlie and Vaughan’s shoulders. “I realized you were right. Fuck guilt and fuck people. The three of us are more important than anybody else.”
- “…N-no matter how I die it’ll be those monsters that kill me, because if they’d never shown up I’d be in a hospital right now. I’d be getting help. I have to get help and I can’t. I… I’m fighting to stay alive, I really am, but there’s no hope for me. I’m going… I’m g-going to…” Vaughan choked. He moved his hands from his sides and cupped his mouth. “I’m going to die Nate.”
- “I don’t give a shit!” Nate shouted. Vaughan flinched. “I’m not dropping you off at a mall or a gas station or any of that bullshit! You’re staying with me! Fuck your cancer!”
- “C’mon man. Don’t do this to me.” Nate was pleading with him now. Stupidly, futilely begging. “I can’t lose you both in the same goddamn day! Fucking stop it!”
Quotes from the revamp openings
Chapter 1
Look, I don’t know what happened. But I’ll look after you until then.
Sometimes I’m so overwhelmed by the impact of my choices that I can’t choose anything at all because I’m afraid today will be the day that I make the choice that changes everything.
— Unknown
Not young, not old, but a viable, die-able age
— Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things
Monsters are real, and ghosts are real, too. They live inside us. And sometimes they win.
Chapter 2
But then… you know… there it is. You see it and you want to protect it. …And now it’s gone.
— Shel
Some areas of life are not meant to overlap.
— Lloyd Jones, Mister Pip
No one is all black. No one is purely evil. There is always something. There is always a glimmer. A flickering, blue flame that could fan itself into something else…
That’s why babies cry so much. All of a sudden having a body is a lot to deal with.
— Ron Koertge, Coaltown Jesus
Chapter 3
It’s the living you got to be afraid of.
— Jolene
"Never trust a survivor,” my father used to warn me, “Until you find out what he did to stay alive."
— Kurt Vonnegut, Bluebeard
She stabbed him with her wicked pretty knife,
Disrupted his simple life.
She’s a player, a heartbreaker,
And now she breaks alone.
— Coco J. Ginger
PLEASE GOD MAKE TOMORROW BETTER
— Claire Fontaine
Chapter 4
If I didn’t trust people, I’d be dead
— Bonnie
“Will you walk into my parlour?” said the Spider to the Fly
— Mary Howitt, The Spider and the Fly
I’m someone who’s mostly dead inside but still has a little hope for something extraordinary, which, as I said, is the worst breed of human, because it means I know everything is bullshit, but that I secretly hope for the day when it might not be.
— Nick Miller
I wanna hide the truth
I wanna shelter you
But with the beast inside
There’s nowhere we can hide
— Imagine Dragons, Demons
Chapter 5
I’m supposed to take care of you. I can’t now.
— Lee Everett
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I’m living
I mean, the world’s hard enough as it is, guys. It’s fucking hard enough as it is. Can’t somebody say, “Hey, let’s be positive? Let’s have a good ending to the story?”
Monsters are real, and ghosts are real, too. They live inside us. And sometimes they win.
— Stephen King
