[All ammunition has been confiscated.]
Marine: What are we supposed to use? Harsh language?.
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.
Detective Cameron: Corpses that have been dead for twenty-seven years do not get up and go for a walk by themselves.
Coach: Sodas, I'm buyin'.
L.G. McPeters: Just had another cursin' caller. Your little ass is gonna be in big trouble with that tape girl.
Chaz: Hey guy, your fly is open and your Hostess Twinkie is hanging out.
Seymour: It's true! I chopped him up. But I didn't kill him.
Norman Bates: Conservative clothes never go out of style.
Tommy: I went to go cremate Jason but I fucked up.
Deputy Rick: You got that right.
Ferdy: Look, I'm sorry if I made you angry, Linda.
Linda: It's not you, Ferdy. I'm just not used to be chased around a mall in the middle of the night by killer robots.
Kreon: My victims, walk in the land of the dead. They are all my children, and I am their ultimate lord.
Will Graham: I thought you might be curious to see if you're smarter than the person I'm looking for.
Hannibal Lecktor: Then, by implication, you think you're smarter than me, since it was you who caught me.
Will Graham: No. I know that I'm not smarter than you.
Hannibal Lecktor: Then how did you catch me?
Will Graham: You had disadvantages.
Hannibal Lecktor: What disadvantages?
Will Graham: You're insane.
Reverend Aaron Gilstom: Demonic beasts. Whatever happened to the good old simple love song?"I love you." That's what good words use. Nowadays they have to write some sickness. It's just absoultely sick and bizarre, and I'm going to do my upmost best to try and stop it now."
Talk show host: Anything you'd like to add in conclusion?
Reverend Aaron Gilstom: These evil people have just got to be stopped.
Jim Halsey: Why are you doing this to me?
John Ryder: You're a smart kid... figure it out.
Dr. John Matthewson: You try to tough it out with them, they'll lock you in a room somewhere and throw away the room.
Zarabeth: Hang loose, stay cool, and don't forget your psychic humor.
Robbie Freeling: Dad, are we gonna have to move again?
Steve Freeling: I don't know Robbie. I'm gonna think about it.
Diane: Where could we go?
Carol Anne Freeling: Disneyland?
Robbie Freeling: Oh puke, don't be such an infant.
Diane: Shhh.
Carol Anne Freeling: Ok, what about Dunkin' Donuts?
Robbie Freeling: Shut up, jerko.