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!
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?
Danny Friedman: Everybody in this house needs a shrink.
Vanessa: Have you met them yet.
Mike Schmidt: Met who?
Vail: If you understood everything I said, you'd be me... Miles Davis.
Sharon: May you always love each other as you do today. I now pronounce you not husband and wife.
Bob: Apex predator... high on cocaine... and you're going towards it?
Duncan Wedderburn: Bella!
Father Dermot Byrne: You don't come to Lourdes for a miracle... You come for the strength to go on when there is no miracle.
Grandad: You are the only person in this life who gets to decide where you belong.
Em Foster: It's really disgusting that you could just sit there, and watch it happen. Like a robot. What's wrong with you?
Mason Pettits: I'd be so bad at being a dictator.
Dominic Toretto: Pass it down. Each generation better than the last.
Tim Ballard: Do you know there are 22 million new images of child porn on the internet? That's up 5,000% from just 5 years ago. 5000%.
Maddie: Does anyone even fuck anymore?