Lead Cenobite: The box... you opened it, we came.
Kirsty Cotton: It's just a puzzle box!
Lead Cenobite: Oh no, it is a means to summon us.
Kirsty Cotton: Who are you?
Lead Cenobite: Explorers... in the further regions of experience. Demons to some, angels to others.
Kirsty Cotton: It was a mistake! I didn't... I didn't mean to open it! It was a mistake! You can... GO TO HELL!
Female Cenobite: We can't. Not alone.
Lead Cenobite: You solved the box, we came. Now you must come with us, taste our pleasures.
Kirsty Cotton: Please! Go away and leave me alone!
Lead Cenobite: Oh, no tears please. It's a waste of good suffering!
Kirsty Cotton: Wait! Wait! Please, please wait!
Lead Cenobite: No time for argument.
Kirsty Cotton: You've done this before, right?
Lead Cenobite: Many, many times.
Kirsty Cotton: To... to a man called Frank Cotton?
Female Cenobite: Oh, yes.
Kirsty Cotton: He escaped you!
Lead Cenobite: Nobody escapes us!
Kirsty Cotton: He did! I've seen him, I've seen him! He's alive!
Lead Cenobite: Supposing he had escaped us, what has that to do with you?
Kirsty Cotton: I... I can... I can lead you to him and you... you can take him back instead of me!
Female Cenobite: Perhaps we prefer YOU!
Lead Cenobite: I want to hear him confess, himself. Then maybe... maybe...
Female Cenobite: But if you cheat us...
Lead Cenobite: We'll tear your soul apart!
Frank Cotton: I thought I'd gone to the limits. I hadn't. The Cenobites gave me an experience beyond limits... pain and pleasure, indivisible.
Asian Merchant: What's your pleasure, sir?
Frank (wearing Larry's skin): No, don't mourn him. He was dead long before we ever touched him.
Larry: [a vicious, bloody boxing match is on TV] Is this upsetting you?
Julia: I've seen worse.
Frank Cotton: Kirsty! It's Frank! It's Uncle Frank!
Kirsty Cotton: No!
Frank Cotton: You remember.
Kirsty Cotton: NO!
Frank Cotton: Come to Daddy!
Kirsty Cotton: No! Get the fuck off me!
Frank Cotton: You've grown. You're beautiful.
Kirsty Cotton: Don't touch me! Or so help me...
Frank Cotton: What? What'll you do? What can you do? There's nothing to be frightened of. I bet you make your Daddy proud, don't you? Beautiful.
Kirsty Cotton: This isn't happening!
Frank Cotton: I used to tell myself that. Used to try and pretend I was dreaming all the pain. But don't you kid yourself. Some things have to be endured. And that makes the pleasures so much sweeter!