Nora Krank: You forgot the white chocolate.
Luther Krank: They didn't have any.
Nora Krank: Did you talk to Rex?
Luther Krank: Who's Rex?
Nora Krank: The butcher.
Luther Krank: ...as odd as it sounds, I didn't think to ask the butcher where the chocolate was.
Nora Krank: We skip Christmas.
Nora Krank: What are you doing? It's not even Saturday night.
Rona: Good luck doesn't happen to people like us. Good luck happens to Madonna.
Willa Weston: What are you doing?
Vince McCain: I'm freezing him.
Willa Weston: Why?
Vince McCain: He's gotta be cryogenically frozen until they find a cure.
Willa Weston: Yeah, a cure? Vince, he has a bullet in the brain.
Vince McCain: Well, get more ice.
Willa Weston: Vince, there is no cure for a bullet in the brain. It is very fatal.
Willa Weston: For one thing, he loves animals.
Vince: Oh, he doesn't just love 'em.
Willa Weston: I love this zoo.
Rollo Lee: I love zoo too.
Willa Weston: What about the quality of the experience?
Vince McCain: No, Rod says quality has never worked for him.
Willa Weston: Right! Everything he touches gets tackier.
Vince McCain: Well, that's the price of success.
Willa Weston: Why do you work for us, Rollo?
Rollo Lee: Cowardice?
Willa Weston: You really don't like animals, do you?
Vince McCain: No, it's not that I don't like them, I just don't see the point. I remember, when I was five, my mother got me this... dog. Pft. I just didn't get it. I suppose I had nothing I needed fetched. So I sold him.
Willa Weston: How sad.
Vince McCain: Oh, he got over it.
Otto: Don't call me stupid.
Wanda: Oh, right, to call you stupid would be an insult to stupid people! I've known sheep that could outwit you. I've worn dress with higher IQ's. But you think you're an intellectual, don't you, ape?
Otto: Apes don't read philosophy.
Wanda: Yes they do, Otto, they just don't understand it. Now let me correct you on a couple things, okay? Aristotle was not Belgian. The central message of Buddhism is not "every man for himself." And the London Underground is not a political movement. Those are all mistakes, Otto, I looked them up.
Elizabeth Solley: Listen, I never hitchhiked before. I just really want to be careful. Can I ask you something?
Nick Castle: Sure.
Elizabeth Solley: Are you weird?
Nick Castle: Yes, I am. Yes, I am weird.
Elizabeth Solley: You are weird. Thank God you're weird. The last one was so normal, it was disgusting.
Daniel: Do you ever feel lost?
Claire Cooper: I invented it. It's mine.
Laurie Strode: He's waited for this night... he's waited for me... I've waited for him.
Laurie: I killed him.
Tommy: You can't kill the boogeyman!
Laurie: Tommy, unlock the door! Come here, now you listen to me. I want you to go down the stairs, and out the front door. I want you to go down the street to the Mackenzie's house. I want you to tell them to call the police and tell them to send them over here. Now, do you understand me? Go do as I say.
Laurie Strode: Do you know that I prayed every night that he would escape?
Hawkins: What the hell did you do that for?
Laurie Strode: So I can kill him.
Laurie Strode: You don't believe in the Boogeyman?
Martin: No.
Laurie Strode: You should.
