- [last lines]
- Enid Elliot: You know, I think that creature was friendly. I wonder what would have happened if... if Dr. Mears hadn't frightened him.
- John Lawrence: Who knows? Perhaps the greatest curse ever to befall the world, or perhaps the greatest blessing.
- John Lawrence: [Looking at space ship] You know what that looks like to me - a big diving bell1
- Professor Elliot: Well, the only difference between water and space is a matter of density.
- John Lawrence: [desperately] If the men don't buckle down to the job, this is going to be a village of zombies!
- Tommy the Constable: What ails ya man? Ya act like you've seen a ghost or something.
- Donal, a searcher: A ghost? No - something of flesh and blood, yet of neither. A horrible monstrous creature with a head as big as two men put together... a skin with the shine of a new shilling... and eyes that are no better than a dead codfish!
- Enid Elliot: When I got close to it, it looked like a giant glass ball girdled with something like a steel belt. Three of them, I think. When I got close enough to look in - there it was.
- Professor Elliot: It? What?
- Enid Elliot: That face! Right on the other side of the glass looking right into mine! I was terrified!
- Professor Elliot: A face? A human face?
- Enid Elliot: A ghastly caricature like something distorted by pressure. I can't think how else to describe it - a horrible, grotesque face looking right into my eyes!
- John Lawrence: What'd you do to him back there in the dungeon?
- Dr. Mears: Do to him? Why I didn't do anything. Nothing at all.
- John Lawrence: He showed a definite disposition for friendliness when I left.
- Dr. Mears: Well how can you talk of him as if her were a human being? How do we know what thought processes run through his head? How can we even assume that he thinks like we do? How can you anticipate what a fantastic organism like that might do or might no do?
- John Lawrence: Alright! Alright!
- Abducted Man: And what are you lads doing out at this time of... Ohhh, look here lads! Let me go! This is no time for pranks! Alack! A mortal wrong! Let me alone!
- Bobby Harris: And what are you lads doing out at this time of... Ohhh, look here lads! Let me go! This is no time for pranks! Alack! A mortal wrong! Let me alone!
- Enid Elliot: Is it true that no one will ever know what happened here?
- John Lawrence: Knowledge would only bring more fear in a world already filled with it.
- Enid Elliot: Can such a thing be kept a secret?
- John Lawrence: No. No, but it can be reduced to gossip.