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"'Why humans?', you ask? Well, in addition to being valuable slave labor, humans are delicious and nutritious!"
— Alien Overlord, Calvin and Hobbes
Film — Live-Action
"I expect you're wondering what you're doing soaking in Reg's eleven secret herbs and spices. Tomorrow we're having you for lunch!"
— Lord Crumb, Bad Taste
Captain Jamieson: All right, attention, everyone. For the first time in history, we may hear what a being from another world is trying to communicate to us... My God! Switch on the translating circuits.
The Creature: [singing] I want to eat... your face. It could just be... so yuuuumy! I'd like to have your face... in my tummy!
The Creature: [singing] I want to eat... your face. It could just be... so yuuuumy! I'd like to have your face... in my tummy!
— The Creature Wasn't Nice (1983)
"Nom nom?"
— King Shark, The Suicide Squad
Eddie: Oh God...
Venom: That is why we are here.
Venom: That is why we are here.
Literature
Wolves should come
and slow devour them one by one
before the others’ eyes, and last
should one alone be left aghast,
then in a place of horror hung
with anguish should his limbs be wrung,
in the bowels of the earth be slow
endlessly, cruelly, put to woe
and torment, till he all declared.
Even as he threatened, so it fared.
From time to time in the eyeless dark
two eyes would grow, and they would hark
to frightful cries, and then a sound
of rending, a slavering on the ground,
and blood flowing they would smell.
and slow devour them one by one
before the others’ eyes, and last
should one alone be left aghast,
then in a place of horror hung
with anguish should his limbs be wrung,
in the bowels of the earth be slow
endlessly, cruelly, put to woe
and torment, till he all declared.
Even as he threatened, so it fared.
From time to time in the eyeless dark
two eyes would grow, and they would hark
to frightful cries, and then a sound
of rending, a slavering on the ground,
and blood flowing they would smell.
Live-Action TV
Sheppard: Fruit bowl — nice touch.
Todd: Well, we picked them up on our travels. I thought it would make our discussions more comfortable. I hope they prove as delicious as the farmers who grew them...
Todd: Well, we picked them up on our travels. I thought it would make our discussions more comfortable. I hope they prove as delicious as the farmers who grew them...
"Mr. Chambers, don't get on that ship! The rest of the book, To Serve Man, it's — it's a cookbook!"
— Patty, The Twilight Zone (1959), "To Serve Man"
Tabletop Games
"If you're considering taking a scaled one along on an adventure, remember this important fact: the strange, inhuman glint in its eyes as it looks you over is the same look you might give a freshly-grilled steak."
— Tordek, Dungeons & Dragons
Obviously, the first thing Earth tries to do is communicate with the Reds using the universal translator developed to talk to The Greys. The only intelligible response among the harsh, metallic screeching is something that roughly translates to, "Quiet, food."
This is no misunderstanding.
This is no misunderstanding.
— "War Between Worlds — Post-Apocalypse", The End of the World: Alien Invasion
"Humies are a bit like big pigs, they squeal like 'em too. Stunties are coarse and gritty, nasty things, best avoided, but they do scream good if yer can be bothered to keep 'em alive when you roast 'em; they'll keep yer goin' if yer can't get nuthin' else. Elveses are a bit strange too, bit of an acquired taste, I like 'em but a lot doesn't. Halflings though, not a lot of eatin' on 'em yer might think, but that big fat gut makes for great steaks."
— Flabgask, cook to Warlord Grubnash, Warhammer Fantasy Roleplay: Old World Bestiary — A Compendium of Creatures Fair and Foul
We iz strong an' tough. Da strong onez win, an' then eat the weak. Some of dem Gobboes is awright to keep for slaves or ter catch Humie cannonballs in the heads, but most is best fer the pot. One day we eats all of youse. One day soon.
— Galnast, Orc Boss, Warhammer Fantasy Roleplay: Old World Bestiary — A Compendium of Creatures Fair and Foul
Here the carnivorous banquet begins. These are giant, carnivorous organisms who trick men who wander into the forest with their innocent looks, then reveal their true motive to trap and devour their prey. As a result, I have decided to name these organisms "Traptrix."
— Unnamed Biologist, Yu-Gi-Oh! Master Guide 4
Video Games
Psionic Civilization: Can there be peace between us?
The Prethoryn Scourge: NO PEACE. WE MUST FEED. ONLY WHEN WE FINISH CONSUMING THIS GALAXY SHALL WE DEPART TO CONTINUE OUR LONG JOURNEY.
The Prethoryn Scourge: NO PEACE. WE MUST FEED. ONLY WHEN WE FINISH CONSUMING THIS GALAXY SHALL WE DEPART TO CONTINUE OUR LONG JOURNEY.
Torque: How do you inject such naive optimism into terrible situations?
Whisper: I'm Canadian. Or I was, when Canada was a thing.
Torque: Canadian... Canadian... right, the maple-flavored kind.
Whisper: Did you say flavored?
Torque: Mmm, medallions of Canadian, fresh off the griddle...
Whisper: Please tell me you mean Canadian bacon.
Torque: Of a sort.
Whisper: I'm Canadian. Or I was, when Canada was a thing.
Torque: Canadian... Canadian... right, the maple-flavored kind.
Whisper: Did you say flavored?
Torque: Mmm, medallions of Canadian, fresh off the griddle...
Whisper: Please tell me you mean Canadian bacon.
Torque: Of a sort.
Web Original
Livin' in France, out in le country.
A little more limited menu than you see in Paris.
Got no filet mignon! Got no boeuf bourguignon!
No bouillabaisse, or crème brûlée, or charcuterie!
Ah, but when the pangs of hunger howlin' in the gut grow stronger,
fangs come out and then I long to
MUNCH ON THE TERRIFIED FRENCH.
FRENCH HEADS! (French heads!) I'M EATIN' EM NIGHTLY!
Bon appétit, mon frère! No need to heat, I'll eat 'em rare.
FRENCH HEADS! (French heads!) SEASON 'EM LIGHTLY!
A bordelaise for Claire, a pinch of pepper on Pierre.
A little more limited menu than you see in Paris.
Got no filet mignon! Got no boeuf bourguignon!
No bouillabaisse, or crème brûlée, or charcuterie!
Ah, but when the pangs of hunger howlin' in the gut grow stronger,
fangs come out and then I long to
MUNCH ON THE TERRIFIED FRENCH.
FRENCH HEADS! (French heads!) I'M EATIN' EM NIGHTLY!
Bon appétit, mon frère! No need to heat, I'll eat 'em rare.
FRENCH HEADS! (French heads!) SEASON 'EM LIGHTLY!
A bordelaise for Claire, a pinch of pepper on Pierre.
Western Animation
"Would you look at us two, being all generous to that kid! Yknow, when she first got here I thought we were gonna eat her. Now I only think of that like... sometimes!"
— King, about Luz, The Owl House
