On the Beach

Dwight Towers:
Well... how'd you recognize me?

Moira Davidson:
I love Americans. They're so naive.

Moira Davidson:
I wouldn't really mind... if you could forget entirely who I am.... I don't like myself very much anyway.

Moira Davidson:
There isn't time. No time to love... nothing to remember... nothing worth remembering.

Peter:
You remember when we first met? It was on the beach. I thought you were everything I'd always wanted.

Mary:
I thought you were so underfed.

Mary:
It's all over now, isn't it?

Peter:
Yes, it's all over.

Julian Osborne:
The war started when people accepted the idiotic principle that peace could be maintained by arranging to defend themselves with weapons they couldn't possibly use without committing suicide.

Julian Osborne:
We're all doomed, you know. The whole, silly, drunken, pathetic lot of us. Doomed by the air we're about to breathe.