Howard Phillips: God damn you.
Herbert West: Religion has nothing to do with this.
Evan: You know, we should've just taken her to New York.
Francine: No, you know how she loves this outdoors stuff.
Evan: Yeah. If you ask me, though, nature sucks.
Francine: Well, the next time she gets dumped we'll take her to New York.
Harrison: I'll fuckin' finish you off faster than a fuckin' birthday cake at a fat chick's fuckin' birthday party.
Susan: Oh God! Something's rubbing against my foot.
Will: The terrible thing about the truth is that sometimes you find it.
Blake: My best friend was just killed, Dad! So how about giving me some fucking space?
Alicia: Guys, check out this book. Looks pretty old, maybe it'll help us.