Shaun Evans credited as playing...
Quaid
- Quaid: Watching the fear of death, the pinnacle of all dread approach, that was the limits. Someone once wrote that no man can know his own death. But to know the death of others, intimately, to watch the tricks that the mind would surely perform to avoid the bitter truth, that was a clue to death's nature, wasn't it? That might, in some small way, prepare a man for his own death. To live another's dread vicariously was the safest, cleverest way to touch the beast.
- [first lines]
- Quaid: Maybe I'm not being clear enough. Maybe I need to be honest with you and tell you what I want.
- Stephen Grace: It's good.
- Quaid: The painting? It's a hobby.
- Stephen Grace: You have any others?
- Quaid: No. I trash them when I'm done. I can't stand all these eyes staring at me.
- Quaid: My life is a labyrinth. A map of its complexities is etched on my face in a thousand tiny expressions.
- [last lines]
- Quaid: [after tossing a knife next to a corpse] Let's see how hungry you have to be to get through that.
- Cheryl Fromm: No. No!
- Quaid: What if we did a fear study? Compile a survey on people's fears and what causes them. You have access to equipment through the film program, right? And you need a project for your thesis.
- Stephen Grace: Yeah.
- Quaid: Call it an experiment in catharsis. To live another's dread vicariously, that's the... that's the safest way to touch the beast.
- Stephen Grace: Yeah. See, I don't think I really want to touch the beast that you're talking about.
- Quaid: My parents were killed when I was six years old, Stephen. They were murdered right in front of my eyes. Killed with the axe from my father's tool shed. They never caught the man that did it. I don't know how I got away, but I did. I ran and I ran and... I've never really stopped.
- Quaid: I want your soul to open up for me. Spread-eagled like a split beaver so that I can gaze into its secrets.