Otho:
[
seeing an office and not seeing Barbara decapitating Adam] Ugh. Deliver me from L.L. Bean.
Charles:
Delia Deetz, welcome home.
Delia:
[
being kissed] Charles...
Charles:
It's okay, there's no damage. See? It's okay. A good sturdy comfy craftsmanship. And look at that kitchen. You're finally gonna be able to cook a decent meal.
[
Evaluating her new home]
Delia:
A little gasoline... blowtorch... no problem.
Barbara:
[
after Jane did not hear Adam call her] She didn't see you, right?
Adam:
Uh-uh.
Barbara:
[
reading the handbook] In the book: "Rule Number Two: the living usually won't see the dead".
Adam:
'Won't' or 'can't'?
Barbara:
It just says 'won't'. God, this book is so stupid. I can't understand anything in it.
[
Adam takes the book and closes it]
Adam:
Barb, honey... we're dead. I don't think we have very much to worry about anymore.
Juno:
What's wrong?
Barbara:
We're very unhappy.
Juno:
What did you expect? You're dead.
Barbara:
[
after the Deetzes moved in] Is this a punishment or something? What are we gonna do?
Adam:
We're not completely helpless, Barbara. I've been reading that book and there's a word for people in our situation: ghosts.
Juno:
Okay, have you been studying the manual?
Adam:
Well, we tried.
Juno:
The intermediate interface chapter on haunting says it all. Get them out yourselves. It's your house. Haunted houses aren't easy to come by.
Barbara:
Well, we don't quite get it.
Juno:
[
knowingly] I heard. Tore your faces right off. It obviously doesn't do any good to pull your heads off in front of people if they can't see you.
Adam:
We should start more simply then?
Juno:
Start simply, do what you know, use your talents, practice. You should've been studying those lessons since day one.
[
On the new house]
Lydia:
Delia hates it.
[
sees a HUGE spider on a web]
Lydia:
I could live here.
Betelgeuse:
Go ahead... make my millenium.
Betelgeuse:
Let's turn on the juice and see what shakes loose.
Adam:
What are your qualifications?
Betelgeuse:
Ah. Well... I attended Juilliard... I'm a graduate of the Harvard business school. I travel quite extensively. I lived through the Black Plague and had a pretty good time during that. I've seen the EXORCIST ABOUT A HUNDRED AND SIXTY-SEVEN TIMES, AND IT KEEPS GETTING FUNNIER EVERY SINGLE TIME I SEE IT... NOT TO MENTION THE FACT THAT YOU'RE TALKING TO A DEAD GUY... NOW WHAT DO YOU THINK? You think I'm qualified?
[
why he can't tell Lydia his name]
Betelgeuse:
Because if I tell you, you'll tell your friends, your friends are callin' me on the horn all the time, I gotta show up at shopping centers for openings and sign autographs and shit like that and it makes my life a *hell*. Okay? A living hell.
[
In the afterlife waiting room]
Receptionist:
Number fifty-four million six hundred and one... Ferndoch.
Charles:
Pumpkin, sweetheart...
[
kisses her and forces her out his study room]
Charles:
Go help your mother.
Lydia:
Maybe YOU can relax in a haunted house, but I can't.
Juno:
[
as Adam and Barbara come back to the afterlife] You two have really screwed up! I received word that you allowed yourselves to be photographed, and you let Betelgeuse out and didn't put him back, and you let Otho get hold of the handbook!
Adam:
Handbook? When?
Juno:
[
rolls her eyes] Never trust the living! We cannot have a routine haunting like yours provide proof that there is existence beyond death.
Otho:
[
while Lydia shows them the attic] Fabulous. 'Otho Fenlock's Locked Door Ghosts' Probably committed suicide up there. I'm totally enchanted.
Delia:
They're in there? They must live like animals.
Charles:
It's locked. How'd they get in?
Delia:
[
bangs on the door] Open this door, you dead people, or we'll bust it down and we'll drag you out by the ropes you hang yourselves with!
Lydia:
Shh! They didn't commit suicide.
Delia:
It doesn't matter. Lydia, I have a chance to teach you something here: you have got to take the upper hand in all situations or people, whether they're dead or alive, will walk all over you.
[
about the house]
Otho:
There's absolutely no organic flowthrough.
Delia:
I noticed that too; it's like a giant... ant farm.
Delia:
Charles, I will not stop living and breathing art just because you need to relax.
Charles:
Ha.
Delia:
I'm here with you. I will live with you in this hellhole, but I must express myself. If you don't let me gut out this house and make it my own, I will go insane, and I will take you with me!
Charles:
[
after a long pause] Yeah, well you know, maybe the house could use a little remodeling. Uh... But, why don't you just leave this room alone, okay?
Delia:
[
smiles] Okay.
[
Delia and Otho leave as Charles goes furious]
Barbara:
[
furiously] I'm gonna get her.
Lydia:
[
Lydia is writing a suicide note] I am alone.
[
throws paper away and starts over]
Lydia:
I am *utterly* alone.
Lydia:
They don't wanna come down.
Delia:
Charles...
Otho:
Why not?
Lydia:
I think the reason is, is that they were trying to scare you away, and you didn't get scared.
Delia:
Please, they're dead. It's a little late to be neurotic.
Charles:
As soon as we get settled, we'll build you a dark room in the basement, okay?
Lydia:
My whole life is a dark room. One big dark room.
Delia:
So you were miserable in New York City, and now you're going to be miserable out here in the sticks. At least someone's life hasn't been upheaved.
Adam:
You can see us without the sheets?
Lydia:
Of course I can see you.
Adam:
Well, how is it you see us and nobody else can?
Lydia:
Well, I've read through that handbook for the recently deceased. It says: 'live people ignore the strange and unusual. I, myself, am strange and unusual.
Barbara:
You look like a regular girl to me.
Lydia:
Mr. and Mrs. Maitland? Hello? Where are you?
Betelgeuse:
Dead. Dead, dead, deadski.
Lydia:
Of course they're dead. They're ghosts.
Betelgeuse:
No, I mean they're gone, split, out of here, afterlife kids, deceased-ahh.
Lydia:
Are you a ghost too?
Betelgeuse:
I'm a ghost with the most, babe.
Otho:
What happened to these people?
Delia:
They died. Oh, look, an indoor outhouse.
Adam:
Cabin fever, hon?
Barbara:
Well, I can't clean anything properly. The vacuum's out in the garage and we can't leave the house. Why don't they tell us something? I mean, where are all the other dead people in the world? Why is it just you and me?
Adam:
Maybe this is heaven.
Barbara:
In heaven there wouldn't be dust on everything.
Delia:
[
talking to a workman] If you tell me what you do I'll tell you why my husband will fire you.
Betelgeuse:
[
as a snake] We've come for your daughter Chuck.
Betelgeuse:
[
after Lydia says his name three times] It's showtime.
[
Head spins wildly and begins shrieking]
Betelgeuse:
Don't you hate it when that happens?
Adam:
You've read our book?
Lydia:
Yeah.
Adam:
You can follow it?
Lydia:
Yeah. Why were you guys creeping around in Delia's bedroom?
Adam:
We were trying to scare your mother.
Lydia:
Stepmother. Anyway, you can't scare her. She's sleeping with Prince Valium tonight.
Delia:
[
as Bernard, Grace, and Beryl leaves not convinced of the ghost] This was not a hallucination. This was real. We all just experienced a super-powerful, paranormal experience, and it was real.
Bernard:
Delia, you are a flake. You have always been a flake. If you insist on frightening people, do it with your sculpture.
[
Bernard slams the door as he leaves]
Charles:
Drive carefully!
Delia:
[
aghast] I'm dead.
Bernard:
Otho, I didn't realize you were into the supernatural.
Otho:
Well, of course! You remember, after my stint with the Living Theatre. I was one of New York City's leading paranormal researchers, until the bottom dropped out in '72.
Beryl:
[
cynically] Paranormal - is that what they're calling your kind these days?
Otho:
Don't mind her. She's still upset, because somebody dropped a house on her sister.
[
Delia laughs]
Preacher:
Do you Betel...
Betelgeuse:
Ah! Oo, oo, oo, oo, ah, ah, ah! Nobody says the "B" word!
[
last lines]
[
in the waiting room, Betelgeuse is sitting next to a witch doctor, who is next in line]
Betelgeuse:
Pardon me. Did you do that?
[
points to explorer with shrunken head]
Betelgeuse:
That's very nice work. Let me ask you something. How do you get them so sma... Hey, there goes Elvis! Yo, King!
[
as the doctor looks away, Betelgeuse switches numbers]
Betelgeuse:
Well, looks like I'm next. Good thing, too. I gotta do a photo shoot for GQ in about an hour and a half. Yeah, they've been after me for months. Doin' some underwear deal. I don't know what...
[
the witch doctor sprinkles some powder on Betelgeuse's head; it starts shrinking]
Betelgeuse:
[
voice getting higher as head gets smaller] Whoa, hey! What are you doing? Hey, stop it! Hey, you're messing up my hair! C'mon! Whoa! Whoa! Stop it! *Whoa!*... Hey, this might be a good look for me.
Dumb Football Player:
Coach. Coach, where's the men's room?
Juno:
I'm not your coach! He survived.
Dumb Football Player #2:
Wait, coach, let me get something straight. What's our curfew around here?
Juno:
Will you get out of here! Go on, get downstairs! 'Men's room'! Are you kidding? Can't you read signs?
Betelgeuse:
Let's see, business section...
[
he flips to the obituary page of a newspaper]
Betelgeuse:
Ooh, la la! What do we got here? The Maitlands, uh? Cute couple. Look nice and stupid, too.
Betelgeuse:
These aren't my rules. Come to think of it, I don't have any rules.
Betelgeuse:
Not so fast, round boy. We're gonna have some laughs.
[
he plants a kiss on Otho]
Very Dumb Football Player:
[
the football players have re-entered Juno's office] Coach?
Juno:
What?
Very Dumb Football Player:
[
looking disturbed] I don't think we survived that crash.
Juno:
[
sarcastically] How did you guess?
[
first lines]
Adam:
[
about a spider on his hand] Now that's a big fella! Whoa!
[
reading The Handbook for the Living and the Dead]
Charles:
This thing reads like stereo instructions.
[
Harry Belafonte's "Shake Shake Senora" plays in the background]
Charles:
Oh, sounds like Lydia got an "A" on the math test.
[
a head sculpt of the Betelgeuse snake appears next to him]
Charles:
Jeez!
[
Charles falls out of his chair. Delia pulls the sculpt up and smiles]
Delia:
He likes it.
Lydia:
Are you the guys hiding out in the attic?
Adam:
We're ghosts!
Lydia:
What do you look like under there?
Adam:
Aren't you scared?
Lydia:
I'm not scared of sheets. Are you gross under there? Are you Night of the Living Dead under there? Like all bloody veins and pus?
Adam:
Night of the what?
Lydia:
Living Dead. It's a movie.
Barbara:
You know, if I had seen a ghost at your age I would have been scared out of my wits.
Charles:
Nice building... bad roof... goooood parking.
Delia:
This is my art, and it is dangerous! Do you think I want to die like this?
Preacher:
Do you take this woman do be your wedded wife?
Betelgeuse:
[
Runs off to the side mumbling to himself] Oh geez, I don't know. I mean, it's kind of a big decision isn't it? I mean, I always said if I ever did it, I was gonna do it once and that was it.
[
Runs back to the altar and stands next to Lydia]
Betelgeuse:
Sure, yeah. Go ahead.
Betelgeuse:
[
finishing his used-car style commercial] And remember...
[
sings and hops back and forth]
Betelgeuse:
I'll eat anything you want me to eat. I'll swallow anything you want me to swallow. But, come on down and I'll... chew on a dog! Arroooo!
Betelgeuse:
[
to Lydia, about the owner of the finger he pulled out of a wedding ring] I'm tellin' ya, honey, she meant nothin' to me. Nothin' at all!
Betelgeuse:
[
finds a brothel in the model] Hey, Adam, nice move!
Barbara:
Adam, why did you build that?
Adam:
I didn't!
Adam:
[
In a decomposed state and trying to say Beetlejuice's name three times] BEH...
[
his mouth falls out]
Betelgeuse:
[
after kicking down a model tree] Nice fucking model!
Betelgeuse:
I gotta card around here, somewhere. Here, here. Who do I have to kill? Here hold that for me, would ya?
[
hands Barbara a rat]
Barbara:
Whoa! AHH!
Betelgeuse:
There. There ya go.
Adam:
You don't have to kill anybody!
Betelgeuse:
Ah, Possession! Good.
Barbara:
[
Betelgeuse's voice] Learn to throw your voice! Fool your friends! Fun at parties!
Otho:
Oh, you family types, you got other things to worry about. Maxie Dean's coming up here tonight. You got to figure out a way to sell these ghosts. I can only do so much.
Charles:
What are you gonna do, Otho, viciously rearrange their enviroment?
Otho:
I know just as much about the supernatural as I do about interior design.
Adam:
[
reading] 'Handbook of the Recently Diseased'.
Barbara:
...*deceased*.
Adam:
Deceased?
Barbara:
I don't know where it came from. Look at the publisher.
Adam:
[
does so] 'Handbook for the Recently Deceased Press'.
Barbara:
You know what? I don't think we survived the crash!
[
Adam and Barbara make it back home as the sandworm is about to eat them]
Barbara:
[
crying, hugs Adam] Oh, Adam! We're trapped in this house with those people!
[
Adam and Barbara see a dark room with decomposed souls]
Barbara:
Oh, Adam... What is this?
Janitor:
That's the lost souls room; a room for ghosts that have been exorcised. The poor devils. That's death for the dead. It's all in the handbook.
[
he closes the shade of the room]
Janitor:
Keep moving.
Messenger:
How do I look. There are no mirrors on this side.
Adam:
Fine, you look fine.
Messenger:
Yeah?
Barbara:
Fine.
Messenger:
Thanks, I've been feeling a little flat.
[
he laughs and goes through the crevice in the filing room]
Betelgeuse:
I'm feeling a little, ooh, anxious if you know what I mean. It's been about six hundred years after all. I wonder where a guy, an everyday Joe like myself, can find a little *action*.
[
Adam and Barbara struggle to understand the "Handbook for the Recently Deceased"]
Barbara:
I hate this. Just- can you give me the basics?
Adam:
Well, this book isn't arranged that way. What do you wanna know?
Barbara:
Well, why did you disappear when you stepped off the porch? Are we halfway to heaven? Are we halfway to hell? And... how long is this gonna last?
Adam:
I don't see anything about heaven OR hell. This book reads like stereo instructions. Listen to this: "Geographical and temporal perimeters. Functional perimeters vary from manifestation to manifestation.
[
Snaps book shut]
Adam:
Oh, this is gonna take some time, honey.
[
in the waiting room of the afterlife]
Barbara:
Adam, is this what happens when you die?
Receptionist:
This is what happens when you die.
[
points at a gaunt man smoking]
Receptionist:
That is what happens when he dies.
[
points at a woman cut in half on the sofa reading]
Receptionist:
And that is what happens when they die. It's all very personal. And I'll tell you something: if I knew then what I know now...
[
shows her slit wrists]
Receptionist:
...I would've had my little accident.
[
the dead people laugh]
Betelgeuse:
[
to Charles and Delia] Mom, Dad. I just want you two to know, you're welcome at our house anytime you want to come over. In the meantime, the dowry's on me, dad.
[
Hands Charles a load of snakes]
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