[After stabbing Dinah and running away] She's not a little girl. She's not a little girl. She's one of them. She's the head Langolier.
I have a meeting at Boston's Prudential Center at nine o'clock this morning! Promptly at nine o'clock! That's whats important. Now, I booked a seat on this conveyance, in good faith , and I have no intention of being late for that appointment! Now, I have three question for you. Number 1: who authorized an unscheduled stop for this airliner while I was asleep? Number 2: where that stop was made, and number 3: WHY, why was that done?
[Bob is watching the Langoliers eat up the entire airport]
Bob Jenkins: Now we know, don't we?
Laurel Stevenson: Know what? We know what?
Bob Jenkins: We know what happens to today when it becomes yesterday. It waits for them. It waits for them, the timekeepers of eternity. Always :following them behind, cleaning up the mess in the most efficient way possible: by eating it!
[Engle informs the remaining passengers that they are diverting to Bangor]
Craig Toomey: [unbuckles his seatbelt and stands up] I have an important meeting in Boston this morning at nine O'clock! And I forbid you... from flying to some whistle-stop Maine airport! DO YOU HEAR ME?
Laurel Stevenson: Can you please quiet down? You're scaring the little girl.
Craig Toomy: Scaring the little girl? SCARING THE LITTLE GIRL?! LADY! We've been diverted to some tin... pot airport in the middle of nowhere! And I have more important things to think about than scaring a little girl!
Don Gaffney: [Yelling] Hey, why don't you just sit down and shut up, or I'm gonna pop you one!
Craig Toomey: [After a pause] You wouldn't do it alone, bud.
Rudy Warwick: [walking in] He won't have to. I'll take a swing at you myself if you don't shut up.
Albert Kaussner: [Slightly nervous] I'll help them if you don't stop it, mister. I really will.
[The camera view switches to what Toomey sees, showing him seeing them all in hideously ugly monster-like forms. Dinah, sensing what he can see, turns and looks into Toomey's eyes. Toomey looks back and then lets out a yell of pain, and after a long pause, smiles to the group]
Craig Toomey: Okay. Okay, fine. You're all against me... that's fine. That's fine. [Sits down]
Nick Hopewell: Do you ever watch Mr. Spock on Star Trek?
Craig Toomy: What the hell are you talking about?
Nick Hopewell: Just if you don't shut your cakehole, you bloody idiot, I'll be happy to demonstrate his Vulcan sleeper-hold for you.