[from trailer]
The Man: Everything depends on reaching the coast. I told you I would do whatever it takes.
Wife: Like what? Like what?
[from trailer]
The Gang Member: That boy looks hungry. Why don't ya'll come on to the truck?
The Man: You look at him again, I'll shoot you in the head.
The Gang Member: I don't think you've killed a man in your life.
[from trailer]
The Man: [to the boy] I will kill anyone who touches you. Because that's my job.
[from trailer]
The Boy: Are we gonna die?
The Man: We are not gonna quit. We are gonna survive this.
[from trailer]
Wife: They're gonna catch up with us. They're gonna catch up with us and they are going to kill us.
The Man: I told the boy when you dream about bad things happening, it means you're still fighting and you're still alive. It's when you start to dream about good things that you should start to worry.
The Boy: [From Trailer] You one of the good guys?
Veteran: You'll just have to take a shot.
The Boy: How many people do you think are still alive?
The Man: In the world? Not very many.
Old Man: I knew this was coming. They were warning us.
The Man: The roads are peopled by gangs, looking for food.
[from trailer]
The Man: You have to keep carrying the fire.
The Boy: What fire?
The Man: The fire inside you.
The Man: If I were God, I would have made the world just so and no different. And so I have you... I have you.
The Man: The clocks stopped at one seventeen one morning. There was a long shear of bright light, then a series of low concussions. Within a year there were fires on the ridges and deranged chanting. By day the dead impaled on spikes along the road. I think it's October but I can't be sure. I haven't kept a calender for five years. Each day is more gray than the one before. Each night is darker - beyond darkness. The world gets colder week by week as the world slowly dies. No animals have survived. All the crops are long gone. Someday all the trees in the world will have fallen. The roads are peopled by refugees towing carts and road gangs looking for fuel and food. There has been cannibalism. Cannibalism is the great fear. Mostly I worry about food. Always food. Food and our shoes. Sometimes I tell the boy old stories of courage and justice - difficult as they are to remember. All I know is the child is my warrant and if he is not the word of God, then God never spoke.
