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: You'll burn in hell for this! Pinhead
: Burn? Oh, such a limited imagination!
: Unbearable, isn't it? The suffering of strangers, the agony of friends. There is a secret song at the center of the world, Joey, and its sound is like razors through flesh. Joey
: I don't believe you. Pinhead
: Oh come, you can hear its faint echo right now. I'm here to turn up the volume. To press the stinking face of humanity into the dark blood of its own secret heart.
: Human dreams... such fertile ground for the seeds of torment. You're so ripe Joey, and it's harvest time. Joey
] But this isn't fair! You can't! Pinhead
: Save your tears. I'll reap your sorrow slowly. I have centuries to discover the things that make you whimper. Joey
: You bastard! You invaded my mind! Pinhead
: You think your nighttime world is closed to me? Your mind is so naked. A book that yearns to be read. A door that begs to be opened.
: Just give me the box and I'll free you from the future. Joey
: Free yourself from the past. Pinhead
] Don't debate with me, girl! Just come here and die while you still have the option of doing it quickly!
: Jesus Christ! Pinhead
: Not quite.
: Down the dark decades of your pain, this will seem like a memory of Heaven.
: This is my body, This is my blood, Happy are they who come to my supper.
: I am offering you a place at my right hand - flesh, power, dominion.
: [mocking the Crucifixion of Christ
] I am the way!
: Thou shall not bow down before any graven image.
: There is no good, Monroe. There is no evil. There is only flesh.
: Now, can we talk sensibly?
: If you have a quality, be proud of it. Let it define you, whatever it is.
: By helping me you will help yourself.
: Hell has no furies for a woman scorned.
: Complete the pattern, solve the puzzle, turn the key.
: [laughs maniacally and evil
] Why resist? You love this as much as I. After all, you made me. There is a world out there, waiting to yield to us. So much flesh, so many different pleasures.
: [after exploding through the door of J.P.'s upstairs room and descending the stairs to meet the bar's unsuspecting patrons
] Shall we begin?
: [to Joey
] I will enjoy making you bleed. And I will enjoy making you enjoy it.
: For God's sake! Pinhead
: Do I look like someone who cares what God thinks?
: Temptation is illusion. But the time for trickery is past. In this game, we show ourselves as we really are. Angelique
: And what is that? Pinhead
: The beauty of suffering. Angelique
: You are no different from that beast who sucks the bones you throw to it! Pinhead
: [as he hooks into her flesh
] And you, Princess? What are you?
Security Guard 1
: Don't make us put some pain on you! Pinhead
: Pain? How dare you use that word? Security Guard 2
: He's got... pins in his head. Pinhead
: What you think of as pain is a shadow. Pain has a face. Allow me to show it to you. Gentlemen, I... Am... Pain
] Dr. Paul Merchant
: Welcome to Oblivion! Pinhead
[Parker is surveying the scrap of the robot used to open the Lament Configuration
: What the hell is this? Pinhead
: The remnants of a most unsatisfying victim. Still... you're here to change all that... aren't you?
: Young... unformed... oh, what appetites I could teach him. Bobbi Merchant
: Just give him to me, please! Pinhead
: Aha ha, oh, you suffer beautifully. But I am here for business, not pleasure. Bobbi Merchant
: Just tell me what you want! Pinhead
: Oh, I want bait... live bait...
: [to Angelique
] A lesson, Princess: Work with me or for me...
: Two minutes. Two centuries. It all ticks by so quickly. You are so very like your ancestor, did you know that? I have the distinct sense of déjà vu. The same defiance, the same faithless hope in the light. Dr. Paul Merchant
: And what do you have faith in? Pinhead
: Nothing. I am SO exquisitely empty.
: [to Paul while looking at the Earth
] Glorious, is it not? The creatures who walk its surface, always looking to the light, never seeing the untold oceans of darkness beyond. There are more humans alive today than in all of its pitiful history. The Garden of Eden. A garden of flesh.
: Things seem to have changed. Pinhead
: Hell is more ordered since your time, princess, and much less amusing.
: Welcome to the worst nightmare of all... reality!
: All problems solved? Not so simple, I'm afraid.
[as he sticks Trevor in the back of the neck with a pin
: Which do you find more exhilarating, Trevor, pain or pleasure? Personally, I prefer pain.
: [as the Seller of the box
] Wherever there is hate, violence, depravity... a door will always be found.
: We have such sights to show you!
: This isn't for your eyes!
: The box... you opened it, we came. Kirsty Cotton
: It's just a puzzle box! Lead Cenobite
: Oh no, it is a means to summon us. Kirsty Cotton
: Who are you? Lead Cenobite
: Explorers... in the further regions of experience. Demons to some, angels to others. Kirsty Cotton
: It was a mistake! I didn't... I didn't mean to open it! It was a mistake! You can... GO TO HELL! Female Cenobite
: We can't. Not alone. Lead Cenobite
: You solved the box, we came. Now you must come with us, taste our pleasures. Kirsty Cotton
: Please! Go away and leave me alone! Lead Cenobite
: Oh, no tears please. It's a waste of good suffering! Kirsty Cotton
: Wait! Wait! Please, please wait! Lead Cenobite
: No time for argument. Kirsty Cotton
: You've done this before, right? Lead Cenobite
: Many, many times. Kirsty Cotton
: To... to a man called Frank Cotton? Female Cenobite
: Oh, yes. Kirsty Cotton
: He escaped you! Lead Cenobite
: Nobody escapes us! Kirsty Cotton
: He did! I've seen him, I've seen him! He's alive! Lead Cenobite
: Supposing he had escaped us, what has that to do with you? Kirsty Cotton
: I... I can... I can lead you to him and you... you can take him back instead of me! Female Cenobite
: Perhaps we prefer YOU! Lead Cenobite
: I want to hear him confess, himself. Then maybe... maybe... Female Cenobite
: But if you cheat us... Lead Cenobite
: We'll tear your soul apart!
: [as Kirsty is about to use the box to send the cenobites back to hell
] No! Don't! Do that!
: You opened the box and your soul belongs to me.
: You can't hurt me. Pinhead
: You're not the first to say that... and you won't be the last!
: Dreams are fleeting. Only nightmares last forever!
: Don't you think for a second you are not in danger!
: Welcome... to Hell.
: It's all a puzzle, isn't it, Joseph? Like a game of chess, perhaps. The pieces move, apparently aimlessly, but always towards one single objective: to kill the king. But who is the king in this game, Joseph? That is the question you must ask yourself.
[being forced to question his morals
: I don't understand. Pinhead
: Ah, the eternal refrain of humanity. Pleading ignorance, begging for mercy. "Please, help me. I don't understand."
: Your flesh is killing your spirit.
: Your suffering will be legendary, even in hell!
: Ah, no more boxes, Kirsty? Female Cenobite
: No more teasing, Kirsty, it's time to play. Pinhead
: Time to play... Kirsty Cotton
: Wait! Pinhead
: No more deals child, it is your flesh we want to experience, not your skill at bargaining. Kirsty Cotton
: No deals, just information, just information! Pinhead
: Go on... but trick us again child, and your suffering will be legendary even in Hell! Pinhead
: [Kirsty hands Pinhead picture of Capt. Spencer
] What's this?...
[looks at picture
: Someone else you think escaped us, like Frank? Kirsty Cotton
: He didn't escape, he's you! Pinhead
] Nonsense, I... Kirsty Cotton
: It is you! You weren't always this way, you were human once. You were all human! Remember your fear, your confusion! Female Cenobite
: Enough! Pinhead
: [to Female
] Wait!... I remember...
: Ah, Kirsty. We thought we lost you. Female Cenobite
: So sweet of you to come back. Pinhead
: How can it send us back, child? We're already here... and so are you!
[Pinhead transforms the box into the Leviathan Configuration
] Kirsty Cotton
: I didn't open the box! Female Cenobite
: "Didn't open the box." And what was it last time, "Didn't know what the box was?" And yet, we do keep finding each other, don't we? Pinhead
: Oh, Kirsty. So eager to play, so reluctant to admit it. Female Cenobite
: Perhaps you're teasing us. Are you teasing us? Kirsty Cotton
: I've come for my father!
[the Cenobites laugh at that
: But he is in his own Hell, child, and quite unreachable. Kirsty Cotton
: I don't believe you! Pinhead
: But it's true. He is in his own Hell, just as you are in yours. Kirsty Cotton
: And what about you? Pinhead
: We have no more surprises. Female Cenobite
: We've always been here. Pinhead
: But please, feel free, explore. We have eternity to know your flesh.
: It is not hands that summon us. It is desire.
: You have a darkness that rivals my own, Nico. It will be a very special pleasure to rip you apart. Nico Bradley
: Hang on, hang on. She opened the box! The girl!
] Nico Bradley
: Steven? Steven, is that you? Sarah Craven
: Steven? Pinhead
: Human names, human memories. They have no place, no meaning in our existence.
Dr. Ross Craven
: [after shooting Nico
] No one gets to kill you but me, you little fuck. Nico Bradley
: Thank you. Pinhead
: Fool. We had all we desired. Our appetite was sated. And the eternity of suffering he would've experienced at our hands, would've been more vengeance for you then you can possibly imagine. But your actions have denied us. Denied us that exquisite joy. Now there is a deficit of flesh. Debt is outstanding. And we seek payment. Dr. Ross Craven
: No. No, please take me. Pinhead
: No. What few moments that you have remaining will be spent in agony that the indulgence of your own foolish vanity has cursed your wife to unparalleled terrors at the hands of others.
: 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.
: You still don't understand, do you? There is no way out for you, Chelsea. Oh, what wonders we have to show you.
[the Host opens the Lament Configuration and faces Pinhead, Bound, and Chatterer
: Welcome. Welcome to Hell. The Host
] This is not happening. Pinhead
: Seeing is believing. I should have come for you a long time ago. The Host
: Hellworld. There's no Hellworld. It doesn't exist. Pinhead
: Your son was quite the prodigy. He opened the gateway to Hell. But you never believed yourself, did you?
: How's that for a wake-up call?
: America did the right thing giving the call to Ghostface... Of course, I would have called my mom...
[starts to cry
: Today's her birthday!... I love you, Mom!
[shows Drew Barrymore at home making Popcorn. The phone starts to ring
] Drew Barrymore
: [picks up the phone
] Hello? Ghostface Killer
: I see you making popcorn... Drew Barrymore
: Who is this? Ghostface Killer
: I saw the Charlie's Angels sequel, THAT WAS A PIECE OF CRAP! Drew Barrymore
: I'm hanging up!
: Although, I would have called my mum.
: Today's her birthday! Happy birthday, mum!
: Freddy Krueger, did you think it would be that easy? Did you think you could hide from us? No, I think not. Your reign of evil is now over. You escaped Hell once and now you must pay Hell's price. We will tear your soul apart. Freddy Krueger
: No, no! It's not supposed to be like this!
: Hello, Freddy. You look surprised. Freddy Krueger
: What's going on? What have you done to me? Pinhead
: I have taken back which you have abused. Freddy Krueger
: No, you can't! My powers...! Pinhead
: Nothing belongs to you. The instant you died, your soul belonged to Hell, to me. But we gave you another chance. Your powers really are an extension of Hell's own plan. But when you deviated from that strategy, you forced my hand. Freddy Krueger
: [looks at Jason, Michael and Leatherface
] And them? Why are they here? Pinhead
: It is only fitting. A judgment of your jury by your own peers. Hell is a prison and I its warden. There is no escape.
[wraps chains around Freddy
: This is your execution. I said we'd tear your soul apart. I'm a demon of my word.