J.C. Hooper: Cynthia...my time is limited...umm much like the intellect of Steve... Now you see that attractive gentleman over there? While I'm his agent...and it is vital that I obtain this information....you see uhh... the fate of the entire free world hangs in the balance.
Cynthia Cronenberg: ...and why didn't he ask me himself?
J.C. Hooper: (infected) Chris. There's one inside me. It got in through my mouth. I can feel it. It's in my brain. I don't have a pulse or a heartbeat. I think I'm dead. I killed one. I lit a match to it. I think fire will kill them. I've gone to the furnace room, the basement. If I don't come back, heat will kill them. I walked, Chris. All by myself, I walked. I love you. Good luck with Cynthia.