Jerry: You bit off more then you can chew.
Ed: It's too late, man. I told people what you are. You've been made.
Jerry: And you think anyone's actually going to believe you?
Ed: No, No. Don't play that crap. Don't play that mind shit with me. I'm serious. Try me.
Jerry: Okay. You said you're glad you're different.
Ed: Get back!
Jerry: How can you be in a place like this? These people. Even your best friend did nothing to help.
Ed: No.
Jerry: You were born for this and you know it. It's a gift.
[Jerry bites Ed.]
Rachel: A fucking 'Facebook' killer... You're kidding me right?
Chloe: I guess now it would be Twitter, that'd make more sense.
Dr. Sebring: Let's see. The centipede can be considered a phallic symbol. Centipedes are very aggressive creatures. Their bite can be very painful. Maybe he's connecting the pain that a centipede inflicts with the pain inflicted on him through use of psychological and sexual abuse by his father.
Title Card: "The battle against the Devil, which is the principal task of Saint Michael the Archangel, is still being fought today, because the Devil is still alive and active in the world." - Pope John Paul II.
Title Card: What follows is inspired by true events.
Olivia Castle: This just got way more fun.
August: What's the matter with you? Why don't you stand up for yourself? Just like your father. Your mother, she was beautiful. But she married a weak man. And then she gave birth to another.
Colin: You think they're gonna pay a bonus for bringing home an alien instead of core samples?
Sara Palski: We're here guys.
Pinhead: Unless you want to taste her blood, feel her freshly razored flesh against your own, you'll sit in silence. We have no desire for you.
Sergeant Joe Tane: There's bad shit going on here. Bad shit.
Captain Ben Grogan: Bastards. Fucking Nazi bastards.
Sergeant Joe Tane: No. That's not our war, that's not our fight. The gun, that's our mission.
Captain Ben Grogan: Fuck the mission.
Sergeant Joe Tane: Jesus Christ. We leave, now. We get out alive, we get back home. We get fucking medals for this. The girls will be falling all over us.
Captain Ben Grogan: Give me ten minutes, Joe.
Sergeant Joe Tane: Five.
Mrs. Vasquez: Even the Nazis think this guy is nuckin' futs.
Fred's Dad: You can't see me.
Fred Figglehorn: Yes I can.
Fred's Dad: Oh.
Joseph Crone: What does it say about me that I find it much easier to believe in the Devil than I do in God?
Robert Mallory: It's never darker than when we close our eyes, and yet we keep them shut. Why is that?
Kyle: They're eating him alive like some fucked up fondue.
Peter: Man, you've really grown up.