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: Ok, I'm drawing a line in the fucking sand here. Do not read the Latin!
: It was the pioneer days; people had to make their own interrogation rooms. Out of cornmeal.
: We are not who we are.
[Realizing that he's stoned
: I'm gonna go read a book with pictures.
: Cutting the flesh makes him have a husband's bulge.
: Good work, zombie arm.
: I'm so sorry I almost shot you. I probably wouldn't have. Marty
: Hey, shh, no. I totally get it. I'm sorry I let you get attacked by a werewolf and then ended the world.
: I think I can get it to go down. Dana
: Do we want to go down?
] Puppeteers... Dana
: Puppeteers? Marty
: Pop Tarts? Did you say you have Pop Tarts?
: [after discovering a hidden camera
] Oh my god. I'm on a reality TV show. My parents are gonna think I'm such a burnout.
: Statistical fact: Cops will never pull over a man with a huge bong in his car. Why? They fear this man. They know he sees further than they and he will bind them with ancient logics.
: Okay, my turn! Jules! Jules
: Mmm? Marty
: Truth or dare? Jules
: Let's go dare. Marty
: I dare you, to make out with... Curt
: Please say Dana. Please say Dana. Please say Dana. Marty
: That moose, over there. Dana
: Um, Marty? Have you ever seen a moose before? Marty
: Whatever that mysterious beast is? Curt
: It's a wolf. Holden
: That's clearly a wolf.
: [drives up smoking a bong
] People in this town drive in a very counterintuitive manner.
: [seeing old gas pump
] This thing doesn't take credit cards. Marty
: I don't think it knows about money.
: Yeah, uh, I had to dismember that guy with a trowel. What have you been up to?
] Giant evil gods. Dana
: I wish I could have seen them. Marty
: I know. That would have been a fun weekend.
: There's no other way. You have to be strong. Marty
] Yeah, Dana. You feeling strong?
[the Zombie Redneck Torture Family are attacking the cabin
: Look. We lock this place down. Marty
: He's right. Curt
: We'll go room by room, barricade every window and door. We gotta play it safe. No matter what happens, we have to stay together. Hadley
: [Watching the kids from the control room, Hadley slaps his forehead
] Fuck! Sitterson
: Calm down. Watch the master work.
[Sitterson pushes buttons on the control panel. A grille opens in a cabin wall and a gas pours through it; Curt enters the room and is affected by the gas at once
: This isn't right. Holden
: What? What's the matter? Curt
: This isn't right. We should split up. We can cover more ground that way. Holden
: [also affected by the gas
] Yeah. Yeah, good idea. Marty
: [in disbelief that they just said something so stupid
[a zombie's axe crashes through a wall
: You guys, you guys, get in your rooms!
[Marty has a protesting expression as his friends run to different rooms. Cut to Hadley placidly eating popcorn
: Lock 'em in!