Chucky: We're friends 'til the end, remember?
Andy: This is the end, friend.
Channard Cenobite: And to think... I hesitated.
Elvira: I'd bend over backwards. I'd bend over forwards.
Jack Sayer: You're huntin' it, ain't ya? Yeah, you're huntin' it, all right. Just like me.
Dr. Loomis: What are you hunting, Mr. Sayer?
Jack Sayer: Apocalypse, End of the World, Armageddon. It's always got a face and a name. I've been huntin' the bastard for 30 years, give or take. Come close a time or two. Too damn close! You can't kill damnation, Mister. It don't die like a man dies.
Dr. Loomis: I know that, Mr. Sayer.
Officer Curtis Mooney: Police station, Mooney here...What? Oh, they took your wife away in a balloon? Well you don't need the police pal, you need a psychiatrist!
Brenda: Joey, I'm not into dead guys.
Ma: Don't you want to join the clean plate club?
Tracy: When we get out of here, Joel's going to be carrying his balls home in a knapsack.
Chris: Remind me never to piss you off, Tracy.
Vermeer: What do you think she meant when she said a huge black monster with giant claws?
Eric Visser: I don't know, but I hope your mother-in-law has an alibi.
Vermeer: UGH.
Roadrash: Must have been a rowdy crowd tonight.
Tara: They are gardeners and carpenters, they are not tomato men.
Stevie: And when she turned it on it shot that metal thing right up into her face, shot it up just like a gun. Isn't that bad? It shot it up right through her eyeball.
Peter Plunkett: All I wanted to be was happily useless, you made me miserably useless.
Angela: Too bad they haven't figured out a way to make french fries nutritious. I'm a nut when it comes to french fries.
Peter Loew: I'm a vampire! I'm a vampire! I'm a vampire.
Regine Dandrige: Let's talk about blood, Mr. Vincent, it's very precious to me.
Pop: That judge in the orange skirt... Make yer pee pee harder than a ten pound bag a' nickel jawbreakers, you know what I mean?
The Creature: Wherever there is imagination... I will dwell.