Night of the Demons (1988)
Angela: Oh don't tell me you're leaving? Sal wanted to go... but he decided to stick around!
[shot of Sal with a wooden stake through his heart]
Angela: [shouts] Come on! Your face looks fine. I have never seen anyone spend so much time in a mirror!
Suzanne: Relax! I just wanna look good for the boys. You did remember to invite some cute boys to the party I hope.
Angela: Of course I did, and we're gonna scare the shit out of them.
Stooge: [shouts] Festering fuckwads! You cannot take this bitch anywhere, man.
Angela: [possesed] Open the door, Rog. We don't want you, we want the bitch! You know we'd never hurt a nice little boy like you.
Rodger: Go to hell, you dirty bastard!
Angela: [possesed] Oh, not tonight my boy, not tonight. Rest assured we got something wonderful planned for you, so much pain, so much *sorrow*!
Frannie: [they've just arrived at Hull House] This place used to be a funeral parlor, wasn't it?
Max: Yes. The biggest one of four counties and rumor has it that Old Man Hull really loved his clientell. I mean in a carnal sense.
Judy Cassidy: A funeral parlor way our here?
Max: Yes. Its nice and cozy right next to the old cemetary.
Frannie: I've heard stories about this place ever since I was a kid. The Hull Family met a pretty gruesome end.
Max: Yeah they did. As a matter of fact it was on Halloween night. One of them went crazy and slaughtered the entire family. Then committed suicide. They could never figure out who did it. Too much blood and guts.
Judy Cassidy: [Jay's body is possessed by a demon now and his eyes gouged out] Oh Jay no!
Jay Jansen: [Possessed] Why has thou forsaken me?
Angela: [Possessed] What's the matter Judy? Don't you like your blind date?
Stooge: [pounding on the bathroom door] Damn it bitch, c'mon! What'd you do, flush yourself down the fucking toilet or what?
Stooge: Ang, you can't really believe this place is posessed.
Sal: Nah, just reposessed!
Suzanne: Do you guys have sour balls?
Convenience Store Clerk: Why sure we do.
Suzanne: Too bad. I bet you don't get many blow jobs.
Angela: Blessed be the sinners, for the day of atonement is at hand.
Sal: Say what?