Mason Pettits: I'd be so bad at being a dictator.
Natalie Teeger: He thinks we abandoned him.
Adrian Monk: It was more of a betrayal, actually.
Kent: This mansion is unhinged. She needs all the help she can get. You wanna be a hero?
Ben Matthias: Pass.
Kent: Two thousand dollars.
Ben Matthias: What's the address?
Oliver Quick: I'm sorry my performance wasn't good enough.
Duncan Wedderburn: Bella!
Alexei: So you can fight?
Bert: I went to Florida State. All we know how to do is fight fuck and drink.
Jamie Hughes: My mom never got a note in her locker in 1987. You wrote it after she died. Why would you do this?
Chris Dubasage: Continue the story. It's hard to sustain interest in three kills 35 years ago. But now the Sweet 16 Killer's back, and he's a bogeyman. He could be anywhere at any time. Can't be killed. He's Michael fucking Myers!
Maddie: Does anyone even fuck anymore?
Bianca: You've been stress grape gathering all night!
Matt: Hand me a bag of shit and tell me it's fish and chips.
Gracie: Well, I'm not gonna cross-examine you, say what you wanna say.