Dylan O'BrienQuotes

Newt: I wish Alby could've seen all this.

Thomas: And Winston. And Chuck.

Newt: He'd be proud of you, you know, Tommy.

Thomas: Open this door, Janson!

Janson: You really don't want me to.

Thomas: OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR!

Janson: Listen to me! I'm trying to save your life! The Maze was one thing, but you kids wouldn't last one day out in the Scorch. If the elements don't kill you, the Cranks will. Thomas, you have to believe me. I only want what's best for you.

Thomas: Yeah, lemme guess– WCKD is good?

Guard #1: Whoa, whoa, whoa, hang on. You weren't called.

Thomas: Yeah, I know. I'm just gonna be a second.

Guard #1: This is a restricted area, kid.

Thomas: [impatient] Look, I just wanna see my friend. Can you let me through?

Guard #1: [jabs his finger into Thomas's chest] Get your ass back in that chair.

Guard #1: [shoves Thomas away] Hey! Back off!

Thomas: [aggressively shoves the guard; Newt and the Gladers run over to hold him back] WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM, MAN?! WHAT THE HELL, HUH?! WHY WON'T YOU LET ME SEE HER?!

Guard #1: [shoves Thomas again; to the Gladers] Back off! You need to control your friend.

Janson: [running over] What's happening here? Thomas, I thought we could trust each other. You know we're on the same side.

Thomas: Are we?

Janson: [smiles sadistically] Get them to their bunks.

Janson: Thomas, thank you for seeing me. Sorry for the inconvenience; I was just hoping we could have a few moments to chat in private, away from the others. Well, I won't take up too much of your time. I may only have one question. What do you remember about WCKD? You're not in any trouble; we're just having a conversation. I'm just trying to understand.

Thomas: Understand what?

Janson: Whose side are you on?

Thomas: I remember I used to work for WCKD. I remember that they sent me into the Maze. I remember watching my friends die in front of me. I'm on their side.

Thomas: Maybe– but I know what I'm supposed to do now. It's not just about Minho, it's about all of us. It's about everyone WCKD's ever taken, everyone they will take. They'll never stop. They'll never stop, so I'm gonna stop them. I'm gonna kill Ava Paige.

Thomas: Look, even if we find Minho, there's no guarantee we'll make it back from this.

Newt: We don't even know what this stuff is. We don't know who sent it, or why it came up here with you. I mean, for all we know, this thing could kill him.

Thomas: He's already dying. Look at him. How could this possibly make it any worse? Come on, it's worth a try.

Newt: [Gives Thomas the vial of serum] All right. Do it.

Thomas: [Turns to look at Teresa, Newt, Jeff, and Clint] Okay.

Alby: [Grabs Thomas and starts violently attacking him] You shouldn't be here! You shouldn't be here! NO!

Thomas: Get the syringe!

Jeff: Well, that worked.

Newt: Okay, from now on, someone stays here and watches him around the clock.

Gally: [Enters the hut; Thomas, Teresa, Newt, Jeff, and Clint turn to him] Hey. Sundown, Greenie. Time to go.

Teresa: She's the last one." What does that mean?

Thomas: I'm not sure. Ever since you came up, that Box hasn't gone back down. You know, and I just think it's got everyone a little worried. Especially Gally.

Teresa: He thinks it's my fault.

Thomas: Are you sure you don't remember anything else?

Teresa: I remember water, feeling like I was drowning. These faces staring at me. And this voice, this woman's voice saying the same thing over and over.

Thomas: WCKD is good." Ever since I've been here, I've had these dreams. Well, I thought they were dreams. You– You were there. You were there, and you told me that everything was gonna change.

Teresa: What does it mean?

Thomas: I don't know. I– I just always get pieces.

Teresa: And the others don't remember anything?

Thomas: No. Why are we different?

Teresa: [Pulls out two vials of serum from her pocket; Give Thomas the two vials of serum] These were in my pocket when I came up.

Thomas: [Takes the two vials of serum from Teresa and examines them] W.C.K.D." "WCKD is good.

Teresa: What if we were sent here for a reason?

Thomas: [Remembers something] Alby.

Thomas: Yeah, we found this. It was inside a Griever.

Newt: These are the same letters we get on our supplies.

Thomas: Yeah, whoever put us here obviously made the Grievers. Now this is the first real clue, the first anything, you've found in over three years. Right, Minho?

Minho: Right.

Thomas: Newt, we gotta go back out there. Who knows where this might lead us.

Gally: You see what he is trying to do, right? First he breaks our rules and then he tries to convince us to abandon them totally. The rules are the only thing that have ever held us together. Why now are we questioning that? If Alby was here, you know he'd agree with me. This Shank needs to be punished.

Newt: You're right. Thomas broke the rules. One night in the Pit and no food.

Gally: Oh, come on, Newt! One night in the Pit? You think that's gonna stop him from going into the Maze?

Newt: No. And we can't just have non-Runners running into the Maze whenever they feel like it, so let's just make this official. Starting from tomorrow, you're a Runner.

Gally: [Starts to leave] Wow.

Frypan: [Tries to stop Gally from leaving] Gally.

Gally: [Pushes Frypan's hand away from him] No, Fry.

Thomas: Thanks, Newt.

Minho: Where?

Thomas: I don't know– Minho, just think. Are you telling me there's not a single place we can take him?

Minho: [Growls in ferocity and savagery and grabs Thomas by his shirt; There are more screeches and wails in the distance; Minho stands and looks towards the noises] Listen to me, shuck-face. All right? Take a look around! There's nowhere to go! You don't get it. We're already dead.

Thomas: Has anyone tried climbing to the top?

Newt: Tried it. The ivy doesn't go all the way to the top. And besides, where are you gonna go from there?

Thomas: Okay, what about the Box? You know, next time it comes up, we just–

Newt: No, we tried that. The Box won't go back down with someone in it.

Thomas: Okay, what if we–

Newt: [Picks up a basket with a shovel inside; Tosses Thomas the basket with the shovel inside. Thomas catches it] No, we tried it, all right? Twice, all right? Trust me, anything you think of, we've already tried. The only way out of here is through the Maze. Now, look, you wanna be helpful? Here. Go dig us up some more fertilizer.

Newt: [Gives Thomas the drink] Hell of a first day, Greenie. Here. Put some hair on your chest.

Thomas: [Takes the drink from Newt and takes a sip from it, but spits it out; Gives Newt the drink back] Oh, my God! What is that?

Newt: [Takes the drink back from Thomas] I don't even know. It's Gally's recipe. It's a trade secret.

Thomas: Yeah, well, he's still an asshole.

Newt: He saved your life today. Trust me, the Maze is a dangerous place.

Alby: All right, guys. Let's tuck it in for the night. Come on. It was a good night.

Thomas: We're trapped here, aren't we?

Newt: For the moment, but... you see those guys, there, by the fire? Those are the Runners. And that guy in the middle there, that's Minho. He's the Keeper of the Runners. Now, every morning, when those doors open, they run the maze, mapping it, memorizing it, trying to find a way out.

Thomas: How long have they been looking?

Newt: Three years.

Thomas: And they haven't found anything?

Newt: Its a lot easier said than done. Listen. Hear that? It's the maze, changing. It changes every night.

Thomas: How is that even possible?

Newt: You can ask the people who put us in here, if you ever meet the bastards. Listen the truth is... the Runners are the only ones who really know what's out there. They are the strongest and the fastest of us all. And it's a good thing, too... because if they don't make it back before those doors close... then they are stuck out there for the night, and no one has ever survived a night in the maze.

Thomas: What happens to them?

Newt: Well, we call em Grievers. Of course, no one's ever seen one and lived to tell about it, but they're out there.

Thomas: This place– it's not what we thought it was. It's not a prison, it's a test. It all started when we were kids. They'd give us these challenges. They were experimenting on us. And then people started disappearing– every month, one after the other, like clockwork.