Tommy: I went to go cremate Jason but I fucked up.
Deputy Rick: You got that right.
Sheriff Garris: Now, that's what's known in the book as "screwing the pooch."
Allen Hawes: You just have to see that Jason's dead, right? Seeing his corpse ain't gonna stop your hallucinations.
Tommy: Seeing it won't, but destroying it will. Jason belongs in Hell - and I'm gonna see to it that he gets there.
Cort: Hey, Nikki, what are you doing back there, taking a dump? Mind if I come back and snatch a peek? Or vice versa?
Sheriff Garris: That, what we call it in the books, is screwing the pooch! Iron this punk.
Lizabeth: I've seen enough horror movies to know any weirdo wearing a mask is never friendly.
Paula: You guys, I'm getting worried.
Cort: About Jason?
Paula: No, about Darren and Lizbeth. They should've at least called, don't you think? Megan?
Sissy: This girl's back in the jail cell with her prisoner of love. Don't be messing with no crazy jailbird, girl. Those dudes are bad news.
Megan: And how do you know?
Sissy: I've been around long enough to see plenty on TV.