Graveyard Keeper: Yeah, you know every town has something like this happen... I remember over in Russellville, old Charlie Bowles, about fifteen years ago... One night, he finished dinner, and he excused himself from the table. He went out to the garage, and got himself a hacksaw. Then he went back into the house, kissed his wife and his two children goodbye, and then he proceeded to.
Loomis: Where are we?
Graveyard Keeper: Eh? Oh, it's, uh, right over here.
Marion: Don't you think it would be better if you referred to "it" as "him"?
Loomis: If you say so.
Marion: Your compassion's overwhelming, Doctor.
Sam Loomis: I ought to handcuff you to the wheel, but I have a feeling I'm gonna need you in there. Can I trust you?
Marshal: What have I got to lose, except my job?
Doyle Neighbor: Is this a joke? I've been trick-or-treated to death tonight.
Sam Loomis: You don't know what death is.
Kobras: You cannot escape me! You can no longer jump into space! Because you are made of earth! And to earth, you shall return.
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