Mike: I know you're not going to believe this, but these things were here, right in the garage, and they were going to get me.
Jody: Aww, give me a break, would you?
Mike: They were jumping on the car and making these weird sounds.
Jody: You're sure it wasn't that retarded kid, Timmy, up the street?
Mike: No, it was the same thing that chased me last night.
The Tall Man: You think when you die, you go to heaven. You come to us.
The Tall Man: Boooy.
The Tall Man: You play a good game, boy, but the game is finished. Now you die.
Reggie: Hi guys. Heh heh, just thought I'd come over and see what was going on before the kids got out of summer school. Hey Mike, you want to ride along with me today? It's pretty warm outside and the ice cream's going to be flying fast and furious. Remember how good you were at crowd control last time? Hey, what's going on here?
Reggie: Okay. I see it, I see it all now. What we gotta do is we gotta snag that tall dude and stomp the shit out of him, and we'll find out what the hell is going on up there. Yeah! We lay that sucker out flat and drive a stake right through his goddamn heart.
Mike: You gotta be shittin' me, man! That mother's strong.
Jody: I just don't get off on funerals, man. They give me the creeps.
Mike: There's this door down here, and I bet there's something behind it.
Reggie: This guy's not gonna leak all over my ice cream, is he?
