An American Werewolf in London (1981) Poster


Dart Player: Stay on the road. Keep clear of the moors.

Chess Player: Beware the moon, lads.

Jack: It's a full moon...

JackDavid: [remembering the warning they received] Beware the moon...

David: And stick to the road. Oops.

Jack: I vote we go back to the Slaughtered Lamb.

Little boy: A naked American man stole my balloons.

Nurse Susan Gallagher: He's a Jew.

Alex: How do you know?

Nurse Susan Gallagher: I've had a look.

David: Nurse!

Jack: Listen to me!

David: [crying] Nurse!

Jack: The undead surround me. Have you ever talked to a corpse? It's boring! I'm lonely! Kill yourself, David, before you kill others.

[David continues crying]

Jack: Please don't cry.

Jack: Now, I'm really sorry to be upsetting you, but I have to warn you.

David: Warn me?

Jack: We were attacked by a werewolf.

David: [putting his hands over his ears] I'm not listening to this!

Jack: On the moors, we were attacked by a lycanthrope, a werewolf. I was murdered, an unnatural death, and now I walk the earth in limbo until the werewolf's curse is lifted.

David: Shut up!

Jack: The wolf's bloodline must be severed; the last remaining werewolf must be destroyed. It's you, David.

David: I will not be threatened by a walking meat loaf!

[trying to get arrested in Trafalgar Square]

David: Queen Elizabeth is a man! Prince Charles is a faggot! Winston Churchill was full of shit! Shakespeare's French!

[Appearing for the first time as the undead]

Jack: Can I have a piece of toast?

Dart Player: You made me miss.

Jack: Sorry.

Dart Player: I've never missed that board before.

David: Maybe it's a sheep dog... let's keep going.

[still discussing how David can kill himself in order to lift the curse]

Harry Berman: A gun is good.

Judith Browns: You just put the gun to your forehead and pull the trigger.

Gerald Bringsley: If you put it in your mouth, then you'd be sure not to miss.

David: Thank you, you're all so thoughtful.

Jack: Did you hear that?

David: I heard that.

Jack: What was it?

David: Could be a lot of things.

Jack: Yeah?

David: A coyote.

Jack: There aren't any coyotes in England.

David: The Hound of the Baskervilles.

Jack: Pecos Bill.

David: Heathcliff.

Jack: Heathcliff didn't howl!

David: No, but he was on the moors.

David: I'm a werewolf.

Alex: Are you alright?

David: I don't know, I'll let you know the next full moon.

Jack: David, you are hurting my feelings!

David: Hurting your feelings? Has it occurred to you that it might be unsettling to see you arise from the grave to visit me?

David: How could there have been witnesses? It was so dark. We were running, and I fell and Jack went to help me up, and this thing came from nowhere. I don't know what they're talking about.

Jack: Have you tried talking to a corpse? It's boring.

David: [while transforming] I didn't mean to call you a meat loaf, Jack!

David: [to himself] I'm going completely crazy.

Dart Player: [to Dr. Hirsch] He'll change, He'll...

Chess Player: THAT'S ENOUGH!... That's enough.

Alex: Benjamin, have you ever been severely beaten about the face and neck?

Jack: There is nothing mediocre about Debbie Klein's body.

Jack: [describing his funeral] Debbie Klein cried a lot. So, so, you know what she does? She's soooo grief-stricken, she runs to find solace in Mark Levine's bed.

David: Mark... Levine?

Jack: An asshole! Life mocks me even in death!

Sean's Wife: [looking out the window as the werewolf kills two people] Sean, I think there are some hooligans in the park again.

Jack: You scared me, you shithead!

Alf: Here! Who's there?

Ted: That's not Winston!

Alf: Look! There!

Joseph: Mary, mother of God!

David: I'm going to the police. Jack was right.

Alex: Jack is dead!

David: Jack is dead and six people are dead. There's gonna be a full moon tonight. I'm going to the cops.

Alex: David, please be rational. Let's go to Dr. Hirsch.

David: Yeah, be rational, sure. I'm a fucking werewolf, for Christ's sake!

Jack: Those sheep shit on my pack.

Jack: [to the truck driver] You have very beautiful sheep.

[first lines]

Truck Driver: That way is Proctor, and over here is the moors. I go this way.

Jack: Thanks for the ride, sir. You have lovely sheep.

Truck Driver: Boys, keep off the moors, stick to the roads. The best to ya...

David: Thanks again.

[then to the sheep]

David: We'll miss you.

David: Bye girls...

Jack: Beware the moon, David.

[last lines]

Alex: I love you David.

David: Maybe its a sheep dog... lets keep going

Gerald Bringsley: [accusing David of his murder] Whereas I am a victim of your carnivorous lunar activities.

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Hospital Porter: Don't ask me, I'm just an orderly. I push things around.

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Alex: Shall I be forced to feed you, David?

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Taxi Driver: Puts you in mind of the days of the old demon barber of Fleet Street, don't it?

Alex: Sorry?

Taxi Driver: The murders.

David: What murders?

Taxi Driver: Haven't you heard? Last night... six of 'em. All in different parts of the city, all mutilated. He must be a real right maniac, this fella.

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Mr. Collins: These dumb ass kids. They never appreciate what you do for them.

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Jack: Ah, fuck, David... what IS THAT?

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