Sergeant Howie: What religion can they possibly be learning jumping over bonfires?
Lord Summerisle: Parthenogenesis.
Sergeant Howie: What?
Lord Summerisle: Literally, as Miss Rose would doubtless say in her assiduous way, reproduction without sexual union.
Sergeant Howie: Oh, what is all this? I mean, you've got fake biology, fake religion... Sir, have these children never heard of Jesus?
Lord Summerisle: Himself the son of a virgin, impregnated, I believe, by a ghost.
Clark: I dunno what the hell's in there, but it's weird and pissed off, whatever it is.
Mother in Diner: Why are they doing this? Why are they doing this? They said when you got here, the whole thing started. Who are you? What are you? Where did you come from? I think you're the cause of all this. I think you're evil. Evil!
Crazy Ralph: You're doomed! You're all doomed.
Papillon: It wasn't my fault.
Alicia Marcus: I still own 50% of this company.
Dr. Isaacs: And what do you intend to do with that?
Alicia Marcus: You are co-owner of this corporation, but Wesker... Wesker is still an employee.
Wesker: I don't have to take your orders. My loyalties are with him.
Alicia Marcus: I know. Albert Wesker, you're fired.
Billie227: Can someone please explain the rules to Laura?
Adam Sewell: Why don't you explain to her, you GAY MAN.
Tony Allegre: Hasn't anyone told you, second hand smoke kills.
Marion Wittington: Yeah, but they're all dead.
Otis B. Driftwood: That's what they all say "Fuck you", well it ain't gonna save you. It don't scare me none and it don't suddenly make you a fucking hero.
Ed Warren: Did it work?
Lorraine Warren: The evil is contained.
Ed Warren: The devil exists. God exists. And for us, as people, our very destiny hinges on which we decide to follow.
Dr. Frankenstein: Finally - my fiendish formula is finished.
Alvin Seville: Try saying that three times - quickly.
Dr. Frankenstein: My finished formula is frrr... my formlest fiendula is... my fishiest formula... my fie... never mind.
David Mann: I'd like to report a truck driver who's been endangering my life.
Jack the Ripper: I shall tell you where we are. We're in the darkest region of the human brain, a radiant abyss where men go to find themselves.
Netley: I don't understand, sir.
Jack the Ripper: Hell, Netley. We are in hell.
Milo: It's too late! You were supposed to kill them all.
Rafkin: There are ghosts in the basement.
Maggie: This basement?
Rafkin: Of course this basement! What is it with you people? If it was the basement next door I wouldn't give a shit, would I?
Neil: So what do we do now?
Norman Babcock: Uhh... I... I - I really don't know.
Courtney: Yes you do, Norman. You've gotta get to that witch's grave.
Norman Babcock: But.
Courtney: But nothing, you listen to me, buster. We didn't turn away when Daleridge High was slaughtering our volleyball team, did we?
Norman Babcock: Yeah, we did.
Courtney: No, we didn't. I have cheered the un-cheerable, Norman. And I'm not letting you give up now.
