Miriam: Why wouldn't I tell him that his pure, darling little girl was having a dirty little affair with a married man?
Charlotte: You're a vile, sorry little bitch.
Dracula: You shall pay, black prince. I shall place a curse of suffering on you that will doom you to a living hell. I curse you with my name. You shall be... Blacula.
Marlene 'Marl' Craven: The hand that rocks the cradle is the hand that rules the world.
Elvis: Uh, Mr. President... You're on the floor.
JFK: No shit?
Alice: Hey, boys. Is that any way to treat a lady?
Edith Cushing: You're monsters. Both of you.
Lucille Sharpe: Funny. That's the last thing Mother said, too.
Mr.Tako: King Kong can't make a monkey out of us.
Jack MacReady: Move the fuck out of the way, cocksucker!
Mother with child: Howdy, Mayor.
Edward Newgate: You're mad!
Silas Lamb: We're all mad Dr. Newgate. Some are simply not mad enough to admit it.
Barry: We did a lot of things last summer.
Julie: Yeah, well, only one murder comes to mind.
Sign in flower shop: We don't letting you spend so much.
Earl Bassett: What kind of fuse is that?
Burt Gummer: Cannon fuse.
Earl Bassett: What the hell you use it for?
Burt Gummer: My cannon.
Count Dracula: Sleep well, Mr. Harker.
Margaret White: Carrie, you haven't touched your apple cake.
Carrie: It gives me pimples, Mama.
Margaret White: Pimples are the Lord's way of chastising you.
Valerie: I'll do anything to be with you.
Peter: I thought you'd say that.
Detective Cameron: Corpses that have been dead for twenty-seven years do not get up and go for a walk by themselves.
Vic Trenton: There are no real monsters.
Tad Trenton: Except for the one in my closet.
Tucker: Bring it.