The Wraith (1986)
Billy Hankins: Look, do you mind if I lay my towel here? I ain't welcome over there.
Jake: Why not?
Billy Hankins: Why ain't I welcome or it's ok to lay here?
Jake: Take your pick.
Keri Johnson: [after The Wraith has transformed into Jake] Jake!
Jake: [smiles] You know who I am.
Keri Johnson: [pause, then she realizes the truth] Jamie!
[She runs into his arms and they embrace]
Jake: This is as close as I could come to who I once was.
Keri Johnson: It's close enough.
Murphy: This kid smashed down a canyon through fire and bustin' glass.
Sheriff Loomis: Must've been a thousand degrees in that car.
Murphy: Uh-huh. At least.
Sheriff Loomis: Where's his eyes?
Murphy: Sent cats climbin' up my spine when I saw 'em haulin' this corpse outta that canyon - clean as if he'd come out of a hot tub. I'm worried, Loomis. Som'pin' ain't right.
Billy Hankins: [to the crowd who stood around watching Packard abduct Keri and beat and kick Billy to the ground] You bastard chickenshits! You let him take her!
Sheriff Loomis: Forget it, Murphy. Roadblocks won't stop somethin' that can't be stopped.
Murphy: Loomis, what're you sayin'?
Sheriff Loomis: I'm sayin' it's over. There's nobody left in Packard's gang to kill.
[after drinking a bottle of brake fluid]
Skank: Aaagh! I'm tweakin', dude!
Sheriff Loomis: You listen to me, you son-of-a-bitch! There's a kid out there usin' his car to kill people, not that it's such a big deal since it seems to be your gang he's got it in for... so, if you guys try to take the law into your own hands, and that killer turns up dead, I'm gonna see you all sniffin' cyanide in the Arizona gas chamber.
Keri Johnson: [after kissing Jake] Nice.
Jake: I thought so, too.
Keri Johnson: Look, Jake, if Packard knew I was here with you... I mean, people are afriad of him for a reason.
Jake: People are afraid because guys like Packard prey on fear and weakness.
Keri Johnson: Well, I just think he's crazy. Try and be brave against Packard and he might kill you.
Jake: Or he might let you go. Courage isn't easy to come by. That's how he keeps those goons with him all the time. They're just scared.
Keri Johnson: So am I.
Jake: Keri, listen. There's gonna come a time when you'll have to take a stand. When you do that, that's when you'll free yourself of him. No sooner.
Rughead: Okay! The first one to Dragonfire Crossing wins! You lose the race, you lose your car! Ready! Set! GO!
Packard Walsh: [catching Billy about to take Keri home] So what happened here? Looks to me like you ran out of those all-beef patties kind of EARLY today, huh?
Billy Hankins: Hey, don't worry, Pack. We still got plenty of dog food.
Oggie: Hey, Packard, let's grind up some meat, huh?
Billy Hankins: Hey, has this guy been wormed or is he just a naturally gifted child?
[Oggie makes a lunge for Billy but Packard detains him with a knife to his throat]
Oggie: [to Billy] I swear to God I'll... I'll rip your head off and piss down your throat.
Packard Walsh: Hold your water Oggie. This is business.
Rughead: This gang thing was okay when we had the edge, but now that there's that wraith out there that killed Oggie...
Skank: A what out there, man?
Rughead: A wraith, man! A ghost! A evil spirit - and it ain't cool!
Gutterboy: Who is that guy?
Skank: I don't know, but whoever he was, he's weird and pissed off!
Billy Hankins: [Talking about Keri] Me and her are pretty good friends. Well, actually she's... she used to be tight with my brother. She's got real problems with that lunatic she's with there now.
Jake: What kind of problems?
Billy Hankins: Well, Packard's a mistake of nature or a genetic misfire.
Jake: [laughing] He's what?
Billy Hankins: Packard gets crazy jealous if anybody even looks at Keri cross-eyed. You gotta wear dark glasses so he doesn't catch you at it.
Jake: Well, it's time for me to hit the road. My business here is finished. Before I do, I want you to have somethin'.
[hands Billy his car keys]
Jake: She's yours now.
Billy Hankins: Who's mine?
Jake: It's outside. Turbo Interceptor. The only one in existence. Does very special things. Take care of it, will ya?
Billy Hankins: Who are you, bro?
Jake: You said it, Billy.
[Having handed Billy the keys to his car, Jake quickly disappears down the street on his bike]
Billy Hankins: Wait a minute! Come back! Come back, bro!
Billy Hankins: [turns to look at the Turbo Interceptor he's just been given] Whoa. Ha-ha. Whoa! Cool. Hey, man, far out.
Billy Hankins: [calling out to the empty street] Hey, Jake, who are you?
Billy Hankins: [slowly realizing who Jake is] It couldn't have been... Jake! Jake! JAMIE!
Jake: [after he has transformed from The Wraith back into himself] Can't do *that* again!
Packard Walsh: Things are getting a little too equal these days.
[the gang is looking for The Wraith after he trashes their chop shop]
Packard Walsh: So where is he, tuna can?
Skank: Dude, we couldn't find the slimeball anywhere!
Gutterboy: Yeah, we went 'cross town, down to Crawford's Gully. We stopped for a... a box of Goobers...
Packard Walsh: You guys are pissin' me off! I want that faggot!
Minty: Yeah! This freak's into us for about 13,000 bucks!
Gutterboy: We spent all last night banging on the two bodies! I got scabs on my knuckles and everything like that!
Minty: It's your damn job, Gutterboy.
Rughead: [referring to the Wraith] What's he got with us?
Packard Walsh: What he's got is an ass full of trouble.
Skank: Yeah, it's about time we got into somebody's ass, huh, guys?
Gutterboy: Yeah, we'll beat him like a red-headed step-child!
Skank: I'm gonna knock his ass lower than whale shit.
Packard Walsh: And, uh, Skank, do me a favor, will ya? Get rid of that zombie-piss you're drinkin' before it turns you into a mushroom!
Keri Johnson: You think I'd go to California with you? I'd rather go to Nogales, have the Gutterboy's cretin children and die than to be with you.
Packard Walsh: You better shut up now, Keri, or I'm gonna have to...
Keri Johnson: Yeah, you can kill me, too, Packard, but you can never make me love you.
Sheriff Loomis: Bad feelin's don't add up to resurrections, buddy.
George in Daytona: You're nothing but road pirates! You gotta cheat to win!
Girl in Daytona: [as Packard opens his switchblade] Let's go, George.
Oggie: Escape, pal, while you still got your lips attached to your face!
Jake: [to Keri] Think of it as a second chance... we were meant to be together.
Packard Walsh: [to The Wraith] You want a race? 'Cause I'll show you a race!
Murphy: [Looking down at an intensely flaming car wreck] You think he made it?
Stokes: You gotta be kiddin' me. Local kid?
Murphy: Used to be.
Sheriff Loomis: I don't need a warrant when I have this badge.
Gutterboy: But we know our constipational rights, sir, and you can't just come in here and...
Keri Johnson: I dreamed that the man in the moon was laughing at me.
Jake: He does laugh all the time. You ever notice that?
Keri Johnson: Then I was headed east on the back of a motorcycle and the driver was Jamie Henkins. What's strange is that Jamie's dead.
Sheriff Loomis: OK pal; time to drain the drug overdose sloshin' above your eyebrows and tell me who the dude was drivin' that other car.
[Sheriff Loomis approaches]
Skank: Man, I smell a cop! Do you smell a cop?
Gutterboy: Uh, I smell french fries, Skank, but that don't make no sense, huh?
Skank: Lot of duckbutter out at the lake today, eh, Pack? Heh-heh-heh-heh-heh.
Gutterboy: Quiff City, here I come!
Packard Walsh: [Oggie is about to race the Wraith] All right. I want you to tear this guy a new asshole. Do it to him 'Oggie-style'.
Oggie: I'll burn this Iranian!
George in Daytona: Why'd you stop me? What do you want?
Packard Walsh: Well, let's just say it's pink.
Girl in Daytona: Oh, god!
George in Daytona: Forget it pal, no way!
Packard Walsh: I might forget it. I'm a nice guy.
Packard Walsh: [nods to his gang members] But them? They think the title to your car might be worth something.
Sheriff Loomis: I've been waitin' to catch you guys in the act. Been waitin' and watchin'.
Packard Walsh: Congratulations. You caught us talking. There's no law against that, is there officer? Unless of course I got my wires crossed and you caught us speaking without a permit.
Sheriff Loomis: Clam it, wiseguy!
Billy Hankins: Look, Pack, you don't get my car. And if you're not nice you're not gonna get your burgers with the mayo and thousand island the way you love 'em.
Sheriff Loomis: Well, you listen good, Skank. I know it's gonna be hard with your melon on chemical overload, but there's a killer out there and I'm gonna track the hairball down. So, when you two crater-heads get finished mining for nose gold and you get a relapse of memory, you let me know, huh? I'm just a phone call away.