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: That is some one-hit shit.
: Hey, I didn't kill anyone on purpose, okay? Mick
: Yeah, well, we weren't in hell! I mean, there was this bright white light at the end of a long tunnel, right, and there was these chicks' voices, and that music... Anton
: Music? Pnub
: Yeah, kinda uncool music, like, Enya. And these chicks' voices, they were saying, "come to us, come towards the light". Anton
: So what happened? Mick
: We figured, fuck it, I mean, it was really far!
: [to 911 operator
] There is something wrong with my friend, I think he smoked some nutmeg or something.
: I'm gonna go call 911. What's the number?
: [holding an electric carving knife
] Look at me! Look at me! I'm Leatherface!
[Anton is about to chop off his 'evil' right hand
: Wait a minute. If you chop off your right hand, how are you going to chop the other one off? Anton
: Oh no, man, the lefty's a keeper. I mean, I guess it wasn't idle enough. Mick
: Really? Anton
: Oh yeah, I mean, I hit the remote with it, light up with it, relieve a little tension. No, this is the answer.
: You lied to me! Mick
: You killed me, let's try to keep this thing in perspective here!
: Maybe we should clean that up. Mick
: Yeah, and while we're at it, let's just clean the whole fuckin' house.
: Yeah, I was a little bitter about the getting killed by my best friend thing, but I've had time to get over it.
: All I do is sit around all day, smoke pot, watch TV... Mick
: No, no! No Kevin Costner speech, let's just go!
: Anton it's killing me to see me to see you this stressed out man. You cut off your hand in the interest of who knows how many others. So, what I want you to do is take a little Anton time. Okay just relax, kick back my man. Anton
: No, no, no, you know what? Not this time. Okay I'm through with that, I mean all I do is I sit around all day I veg out, I watch TV, I smoke pot... Mick
: No, no, no, no Kevin Costner speeches okay? Let's just go.
: Hey, don't forget my bong. Mick
: You did not make that bong. Pnub
: Yeah, I arc-welded it and shit. Mick
: You don't even take auto shop. Pnub
: Fuck you!
: It's Mighty Joe bong!
: SWEET JESUS! Pnub
: Ok, that wasn't my fault, that thing should've come down a LOT slower!
: Let's go walk through a nurse.
: Hey, you're right, Anton screams like a girl.
[after the anticlimactic destruction of the hand
: That's it? That's it? No explosions, no hellfire, no -
: I mean, no, I'm glad everybody's all right, but... that was weak.
: [Hears moaning coming from Mick's grave
] Mick? Mick
: Over here. Anton, help me. Come on, man, I can't breathe down here. Anton? Anton, can you hear me? Anton
: [Kneels and leans over Mick's grave
] Mick? Mick
: Yeah man, it's Mick. Anton
: You're dead! Mick
: No I'm not! You conked me on the head pretty good. I must've been unconcious. Anton
: You think? Mick
: I know fucker, now dig me up!
: [Anton, Mick and Pnub, find that the 'killer' has written the word 'ANT' on the floor in blood after finding the corpses of Anton's parents
] "Ant?" They-they were killed by ants? Mick
] Please don't be stupid.
: Do you have, like, an evil aunt?
: Hey, you were right. Anton does scream like a girl! Pnub
: You think we should tell him that we put that writing on the ceiling? Mick
: Fuck it! Pnub
: Hey, let's go walk through a nurse! Mick
: Okay, but be careful. Some of them are guys.
: OK,I'm not going through all this Tanya.
: [after finding Curtis and his date dead in his car
] What a waste. Mick
: I thought you didn't like Curtis. Pnub
: I'm talkin' about that ass! Mick
: Well, at least he died happy.