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: [Michael Myers' car cruises by the girls walking home from school
] Hey, jerk! Speed kills!
[the car screeches to a halt
] Annie Brackett
: God, can't he take a joke? Laurie
: You know Annie some day you're going to get us all in deep trouble. Lynda
: Totally. Annie Brackett
: I HATE a guy with a car and no sense of humor.
: It's totally insane. We have three new cheers to learn in the morning, the game is in the afternoon, I have to get my hair done at five, and the dance is at eight! I'll be totally wiped out! Laurie
] I don't think you have enough to do tomorrow. Lynda
: Now when we get inside, Annie will distract Lindsey and we go upstairs to the first bedroom on the right. Got it? Bob
: First I rip your clothes off... Lynda
: Don't rip my blouse, it's expensive you idiot! Bob
: Then I rip my clothes off, then I rip Lindsey's clothes off, yeah I think I got it.
: [concerning Annie
] The only reason she baby sits is to have a place for... Laurie
: [realizing she had forgot something
] Shit. Annie Brackett
: I have a place for *that*! Laurie
: I forgot my chemistry book. Lynda
: So who cares? I always forget my chemistry book and my math book, and my English book, and my, let's see, my French book, and... well who needs books anyway, I don't need books, I always forget all my books, I mean, it doesn't really matter if you have your books or not... hey isn't that Devon Graham?
: [exposing her breasts
] See anything you like?
: So Annie, are we still on for tonight? Annie Brackett
: I wouldn't want to get you in deep trouble, Lynda! Lynda
: Oh come on Annie! Bob and I have been planning it for weeks. Annie Brackett
: All right, the Wallaces leave at seven. Laurie
: I'm babysitting the Doyles, it's two houses down. We can keep each other company! Annie Brackett
: Oh terrific, I've got three choices: Watch the kid sleep, listen to Lynda screw around or talk to you!
: You want a beer? Bob
: Yeah. Lynda
: Is that all you can say? Bob
: Yeah. Lynda
: Go get me a beer! Bob
: I thought you were gonna get me one? Lynda
: Yeah? Bob
: I'll be right back. Don't get dressed!
: See anything you like?
: You know what that dried up fucking bitch did? Laurie Strode
: What? Lynda
: Calls my dad and tells him what I said. Yeah, that C-U-N-T needs to get laid! Laurie Strode
: Haha, what did your dad say? Lynda
: Oh who cares?
: [to Laurie on the phone
] I don't care what Annie thinks. But I care what you think.