Memorable quotes for
Creepshow 2 (1987) More at IMDbPro »

The Hitchhiker: Thanks for the ride, lady!

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Randy: It looked like it was goin' after the girls.
Deke: Aw, come on Pancho! You said you sobered up, man!
Randy: It looked like it was goin' after the girls!

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Randy: [after making it ashore] I... beat... you. Whatever you are. I beat you!

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Deke: I feel the need, the need for WEED!

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Rachel: [being consumed by the oil slick-like creature] H-Help! It hurts!

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Sam Whitemoon: [calling to his obese friend] Let's go Fat Stuff. We got some money that needs spendin'.

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Sam Whitemoon: [to Martha Spruce at gunpoint] His old man bought my buddy here a Firebird man. A fuckin' Firebird that's gonna fly us all to Hollywood, USA!

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Sam Whitemoon: [stroking his long hair and smiling] This hair's gonna get me paid 'n laid!

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Annie Lansing: [hysterical] "What happened, Mrs. Lansing?" "I-I ran over some guy, and over, and over, and over, and-"

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Deke: Ooooh, mucho ecological, Poncho! Mucho ecological!

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Voice of The Creep: Well, kiddies, that was quite a price for young Sam Whitemoon to pay... eh, toupee, ehh, heh!
[chuckles]

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Mr. Haig: Here's your package, Billy. COD, nine dollars and ninety-nine cents. Mighty expensive for a toy ordered out of a funny paper.
Billy: Creepshow is not a funny paper. And this is no toy.
Mr. Haig: Well, what is it then?
Billy: It's a Venus flytrap bulb!
Mr. Haig: A Venus what-bulb?
Billy: Venus flytrap. It's a plant that eats MEAT!
[makes chomping-mouth gestures with his hands]
Billy: GRRRAAARRRRR!

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Billy: Gimme! Gimme it or else!
Rhino: Or else what?
Billy: You'll find out, pimple-face!

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Rhino: Catch him! I want his ass!

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Sam Whitemoon: Look at this. Look at this sweetheart. Tell me this ain't a movie star. What're you, kiddin'? They gotta make me a movie star. Hey. As soon as they see this hair they gonna say, Sam, get over here. Get in front of these cameras. There's a hundred million women out there just waitin' to run that hair between their legs.

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Sam Whitemoon: We're outta here, Fat Stuff! We're outta here for good! No more of this bullshit, man. No more eatin' dust for a living. There ain't no dust in Hollywood, man. And there ain't no fuckin' tribe of Tommin', wimpy-assed red men, neither!

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