
Pete: Bingo... Did you say bingo like the game in church basements?
Beaver: Well there's trim there.
Pete: Oh, Beaver.

Ed Warren: Come on, Bill. You're not a psychiatrist, and we're not here to talk about my father. What do you say we get down to business?

Sue Snell: Don't hurt me, Carrie!
Carrie White: Why not? I've been hurt my whole life!

Burt Gummer: Take a couple tablespoons of cement, and harden the hell up!

Irene: I'm not a whore!
Frank the Trucker: [tossing her a $20 bill.] You are now!

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.

Lucas Ward: I always find a book that much more compelling when the character stands to lose everything.

Bernadette 'Bernie' Walsh: This is sick, Helen! This isn't one of your fairytales, a woman got killed here.

Arnie Cunningham: Okay... show me.

Jack MacReady: Move the fuck out of the way, cocksucker!
Mother with child: Howdy, Mayor.

Sergeant: Chief Heinemann says...
Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: Well, Heinemann can kiss my sweet ass!

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.