
Howard Howe: Your life as you knew it is over, Mr. Bryton. So if you wish to continue living, you will be a walrus, or you'll be nothing at all.

Woman: What's a mother to do? Lazy brat sits in her room all day, sewing dolls. Children misbehaving in the basement! And one in the wall, doing his business God knows where. You kids will be the death of me... the death of me.

Jackie Price: How you doing?
Jack Starks: Better now.

Alex: You know we'll be lucky to see anything bigger than a chipmunk, right?

Guard: Talk. Talk, speak.
Paxton: What the fuck do you want me to say?
Guard: American.

Odd Thomas: Have I ever told you you've got a lot of issues?
Stormy Llewellyn: I'm a woman. We all have issues. It's what keeps us interesting and you men interested.
Odd Thomas: Oh, yeah. It's what keeps us crazy and die younger.
Stormy Llewellyn: Do you love me?
Odd Thomas: I love you more than life itself.
Stormy Llewellyn: See? It's working.

Sheriff Loomis: You listen to me, you son-of-a-bitch! There's a kid out there usin' his car to kill people, not that it's such a big deal since it seems to be your gang he's got it in for... so, if you guys try to take the law into your own hands, and that killer turns up dead, I'm gonna see you all sniffin' cyanide in the Arizona gas chamber.

Chase Collins: I'm going to make you my Wee-yotch.

Nancy Thompson: I grab the guy in my dream. You see me struggling so you wake me up. We both come out, you whack the fucker and we got him.
Glen Lantz: Are you crazy? Hit him with what?
Nancy Thompson: You're the jock. You have a baseball bat or something.

Elvira: I'd bend over backwards. I'd bend over forwards.

Rosemary Woodhouse: Unspeakable... unspeakable.