David: Big things have small beginnings.


Charlie Holloway: What we hoped to achieve was to meet our makers. To get answers. Why they even made us in the first place.
David: Why do you think your people made me?
Charlie Holloway: We made you because we could.
David: Can you imagine how disappointing it would be for you to hear the same thing from your
creator?
Charlie Holloway: I guess it's good you can't be disappointed.

[last lines]
Elizabeth Shaw: Final report of the vessel Prometheus. The ship and her entire crew are gone. If you're receiving this transmission, make no attempt to come to its point of origin. There is only death here now, and I'm leaving it behind. It is New Year's Day, the year of our Lord, 2094. My name is Elisabeth Shaw, last survivor of the Prometheus. And I am still
searching.

Charlie Holloway: David, why are you wearing a suit, man?
David: I beg your pardon?
Charlie Holloway: You don't breathe, remember? So why wear a suit?
David: I was designed like this because you are more comfortable interacting with your own kind. If I didn't wear a suit, it would defeat the purpose.
Charlie Holloway: They're making you guys pretty close, huh?
David: Not too close, I hope.

Janek: You know, if you wanna get laid, you really don't have to pretend to be interested in the pyramid scan. I mean, you could just say, "Hey, I'm trying to get laid." Heh.
Meredith Vickers: I could. I could say that, right? But then it wouldn't make sense why I would fly myself half a billion miles from every man on Earth if I wanted to get laid, would
it?
Janek: Hey, uh, Vickers. Hey, Vickers. I was wondering... Are you a robot?
Meredith Vickers: [scoffs] My room. Ten minutes.

David: A superior species, no doubt. The hypersleep chambers will impress, I trust.
Elizabeth Shaw: So they were traveling somewhere?
David: I've managed to work out the broad strips, it's fairly evident they were in the process of leaving, before things went to pot.
Elizabeth Shaw: Leaving to go where?
David: Earth.
Elizabeth Shaw: Why?
David: Sometimes to create, one must first destroy.

Peter Weyland: [from TED Talks viral video] 100,000 BC: stone tools. 4,000 BC: the wheel. 900 AD: gunpowder - bit of a game changer, that one. 19th century: eureka, the lightbulb! 20th century: the automobile, television, nuclear weapons, spacecrafts, Internet. 21st century: biotech, nanotech, fusion and fission and M theory - and THAT, was just the first decade! We are now three
months into the year of our Lord, 2023. At this moment of our civilization, we can create cybernetic individuals, who in just a few short years will be completely indistinguishable from us. Which leads to an obvious conclusion: WE are the gods now.

David: It must feel like your God abandoned you.
Elizabeth Shaw: What?
David: To lose Dr. Holloway after your father died under such similar circumstances. What was it that killed him? Ebola?
Elizabeth Shaw: How do you...? How do you know that?
David: I watched your dreams.

[from trailer]
Interviewer: David, what makes you sad?
David: War, poverty, cruelty, unneccessary violence. I understand human emotions, although I do not feel them myself. This allows me to be more efficient and capable, and makes it easier for my human counterparts to interact with me.

Meredith Vickers: Weyland found you impressive enough to fund this mission. But I'm fairly certain your Engineers are nothing but scribblings of savages living in dirty little caves. But let's say I'm wrong, and you do find these beings down there, you won't engage them, you won't talk to them. You will do nothing but report back to me.
Charlie Holloway:
Um, Miss Vickers, is there an agenda that you're not telling us about?
Meredith Vickers: My company paid a trillion dollars to find this place and to bring you here. Had you raised the monies yourself, Mr. Holloway, we'd happily be pursuing your agenda. But you didn't. And that makes you an employee.

Charlie Holloway: These are images of archaeological digs from all over the earth.
[pointing to different images]
Charlie Holloway: That's Egyptian, Mayan, Sumerian, Babylonian. That's Hawaiian at the end there and Mesopotamian. Now this one here is our most recent discovery, it's a thirty five thousand year old cave painting from the Isle of Skye in
Scotland. These are ancient civilizations, they were separated by centuries, they shared no contact with one another, and yet...
[he gathers the hologram images to line up and he goes through each one]
Charlie Holloway: The same pictogram, showing men worshipping giant beings pointing to the stars was discovered at every last one of them. The only galactic system
that matched, was so far from Earth, that there's no way that these primitive ancient civilizations could have possibly known about it. But it just so happens, that system has a sun, a lot like ours. And based on our long range scans, there seemed to be a planet. Just one planet with the moon, capable of sustaining life, and we arrived there this morning.
Fifield: So you're
saying we're here because of a map you two kids found in a cave, is that right?
Elizabeth Shaw: No.
Charlie Holloway: Yeah. Um...
Elizabeth Shaw: No. Not a map. An invitation.
Fifield: From whom?
Elizabeth Shaw: We call them Engineers.
Fifield: Engineers?
Do you mind, um, telling us what they engineered?
Elizabeth Shaw: They engineered us.
Fifield: Bullshit.

Janek: Just got a ping about one click west of you.
Millburn: What do you mean "a ping"?
Janek: Well, whatever that probe is picking up, it's not dead. It's reading a life form.
Fifield: What?
Millburn: Okay, what you mean, "a life form"?
Fifield: Is it - Is it
moving?
Janek: No, I don't think so.
Fifield: No, Captain, you're obviously not seeing what we're seeing down here. But if you were, you wouldn't be talking about a bloody ping, yeah?
Janek: I know, boys. Your signal has been coming in sporadically since the storm hit.
Fifield: That's no good to us down
here, Captain! Is it - Is it moving? Are these things moving?
Janek: No. No, it just disappeared, actually. Must be a glitch.
Millburn: What do you mean, "a glitch"?
Janek: All right, boys. Sleep tight. Try not to bugger each other.
Millburn: Captain, what do you mean, "a glitch"?
Fifield: Millburn. What does he mean? Wait. Now, he said - He said one click west, yeah?
Millburn: Yeah.
Fifield: Now, we... We don't want to check that out, do we, huh?
Millburn: Shit, no.
Fifield: Where are we gonna go?
Millburn: East.
Fifield: Yeah, east.
Millburn: A fucking glitch, man. "Pings, glitch, life form." What the fuck?

Janek: Mr. Ravel, warm up the ion propulsion.
Meredith Vickers: What the hell are you talking about?
Ravel: Sir, burning the ion in the inner atmosphere...
Janek: ...turns us into a bullet. That is exactly the point.
Meredith Vickers: The hell are you doing? Janek, this is my ship. I'm
telling you to take us home!
Janek: Vickers, I'm gonna eject your life support module onto that surface. That's two years of life. You want it, or you wanna stay with me? You got 40 seconds to get to the escape pod.
Meredith Vickers: You're crazy!
Janek: Gentlemen, I can handle this myself. Feel free to join Miss Vickers.
Ravel: All due respect, captain, you're a shit pilot and you're gonna need all the help you can get.

Meredith Vickers: If you're really going down there, you're going to die.
Peter Weyland: Very negative way of looking at things. Exactly why you should have stayed at home.
Meredith Vickers: Did you really think I was gonna sit in a boardroom for years arguing over who was in charge while you go look for some miracle on some
godforsaken rock in the middle of space? A king has his reign, and then he dies. It's inevitable. That is natural order of things.

[from trailer]
David: Hello. I'm David.
Interviewer: What can you do, David?
David: I can do almost anything that could possibly be asked of me. I can assist your employees. I can make your organization more efficient. I can carry out directives that my future counterparts might find distressing or unethical. I can blend in with your workforce
effortlessly.