Deadly Friend (1986)
Sam: [Samantha has a nosebleed] Do you have some ice?
Jeannie Conway: Oh my God. Come on in. Sit down. Paul, get some ice.
Jeannie Conway: Hold your head back, back.
Jeannie Conway: Hurry.
Jeannie Conway: What happened?
Sam: Nothing. I just get them sometimes.
Paul Conway: Here you go.
Jeannie Conway: Listen, sweetheart, this may be butting in where I don't belong, but don't you think someone should say something?
Sam: For what, a nosebleed? Come on, I've had them since I was a kid. Ice will take care of it. I just forgot to fill the tray.
Jeannie Conway: Oh, Sam, I don't like this.
Sam: I hate them.
Jeannie Conway: C'mon you know what I mean. It's criminal. He could go to jail.
Sam: He's my father. Sometimes I want to roll a truck over his face but he's still my father.
Tom: Hey, she's dead? Hey, what the hell are you doing, you didn't say anything about a dead body, we were supposed to save her life!
Neighbor: Old man Pringle and Mrs. Parker, both dead. His face was burned off.
Paul Conway: Elvira Parker?
Neighbor: Yeah, I heard somebody say she called the police. Said she saw Sam in her bedroom window. From what I hear, Elvira's head's all over the walls in there.
Paul Conway: [Tom falls off his bike] Geez. Arey ou all right?
Tom: What the hell is that?
Paul Conway: Oh, his name is BB. Are you all right?
Tom: Yeah, sure. Ha. Is he for real? Where did you get him?
Paul Conway: I made him. What's your name?
Paul Conway: BB, this is Tom.
[BB puts his mechanical arm out to shake hands]
Paul Conway: Come on, it's okay.
[Tom and BB shake hands]
Paul Conway: .
Tom: I can't believe this.
[BB helps Tom up off the ground]
Paul Conway: Hi.
Sam: I thought I'd come by. If you're busy or eating I can come back.
Paul Conway: Uh, we're done. Come on in.
Sam: I wanted to bake you something, but I couldn't. I just brought these.
[Samantha gives Paul a box of "Almost Home" cookies]
Paul Conway: Oh, I love these. I love them. Thank you, come on in. Come on in.
Paul Conway: [Elvira rolls the basketball inside her house] Hey, you can't do that.
Elvira Parker: Oh yes, I can. My property. My house. My ball.
Tom: What a witch!