Jack Sayer: You're huntin' it, ain't ya? Yeah, you're huntin' it alright. Just like me.
Dr. Samuel Loomis: What are you hunting, Mr. Sayer?
Jack Sayer: Apocalypse, End of the World, Armageddon. It's always got a face and a name. I've been huntin' the bastard for 30 years, give or take. Come close a time or two. Too damn close! You can't kill damnation, Mister. It don't die like a man dies.
Dr. Samuel Loomis: I know that, Mr. Sayer.
Dr. Samuel Loomis: Ten years ago, he tried to kill Laurie Strode. Now he wants her daughter.
Sheriff Ben Meeker: Are you talkin' about Jamie Lloyd?
Dr. Samuel Loomis: Wherever she is, that little child is in mortal danger.
Sheriff Ben Meeker: Myers has been locked up since before she was born. He's never laid eyes on her!
Dr. Samuel Loomis: Six bodies, Sheriff! That's what I've seen between here and Ridgemont! A filling station in flames! I'm telling you Michael Myers is here, in this town! He's here to kill that little girl and anybody who gets in his way!
Deputy Logan: What are we doin'?
Sheriff Ben Meeker: Making sure no one can get in here.
Deputy Logan: Isn't all this a little paranoid?
Sheriff Ben Meeker: If you'd seen that police station, you wouldn't even ask.
[Rachel catches Brady with Kelly]
Brady: I mean, you blow off our date at the last minute...
Rachel Carruthers: So you hop on to the next best thing? I thought you were different from other guys.
Brady: Oh, I'm different, it's just, it's just that... I just, I just got pissed off, that's all.
Rachel Carruthers: Oh really? Well, I'll just let you get back to little Miss Hot Panties.
Sheriff Ben Meeker: This is starting to spook me here, doc.
Dr. Samuel Loomis: At least I'm not alone.
Earl: Martians could land on Ben's doorstep and all he'd do is spit once and get himself a shotgun.
Dr. Samuel Loomis: We're not talking about any ordinary prisoner, Hoffman! We are talking about evil on two legs.
Dr. Samuel Loomis: Maybe nobody knows how to stop him. But I've gotta try.
Sheriff Ben Meeker: Oh yeah... I catch you gropin' my daughter, I'll use that shotgun on you. You understand?
Brady: [Brady nods "yes"]
[the power worker sees Michael Myers]
Power Worker: Hey, you! This is city property! No trespassing! What are you, deaf? Don't try that Halloween shit with me.
Security Guard: Yeah, the one you're picking up, just thinkin' about him gives me the 'willies.' A decade ago-Halloween night-he murdered sixteen people, maybe more, trying to get to his sister. Nearly got her, too. But his doctor, of all people, shot him six times, then he set him on fire. Both of them nearly burned to death. Yeah, I'll be glad to see this one gone. Oh yes, indeed-dee!
[at Ridgemont; a loud, distant shriek]
Man Attendant: Jesus!
Security Guard: Jesus ain't got nothin' to do with this place.
Kelly Meeker: I didn't know you and Brady had anything, okay?
Rachel Carruthers: You knew. You just didn't care.
Kelly Meeker: He's not married. Besides, I've got a right to do what's best for me.
Rachel Carruthers: Don't you mean what you do best?
Kelly Meeker: Wise up to what men want, Rachel... or Brady won't be the last man you lose to another woman.
Jamie Lloyd: Whoever you are, I have a big dog with me, and he bites!
[Earl and his men have mistakenly shot and killed an innocent man]
Unger: Shit, Earl. It's Ted Hollister.
Earl: [to Orrin] You dumb son of a bitch. You said you saw Myers.
[the attendants are in the ambulance with Michael Myers, unaware that he is coming out of his coma]
Woman Attendant: Did Hoffman say anything about living relatives?
Man Attendant: Yeah. A niece living in his hometown.
Woman Attendant: And?
Man Attendant: "And?" She's too young to be his legal ward.
Woman Attendant: So the state owns him? Great.
[Loomis and Dr. Hoffman arrive at a river where the ambulance containing Michael Myers crashed into]
Dr. Hoffman: When did this happen?
Trooper #1: Sometime in the night. They probably lost the road in the storm and came down the embankment. It happens.
Dr. Hoffman: An accident?
Trooper #1: Yes, sir?
Dr. Samuel Loomis: Do you believe that?
Dr. Hoffman: Why shouldn't I?
Rachel Carruthers: We have to get out of Haddonfield. The state police are on their way. Let them handle it.
Unger: I don't know about you, Earl, but that makes sense to me. Let's get the hell out!
Big Al: We've got a police station. Let the troopers have him. That's what they get paid for.
Earl: Screw it. Let's get out of here.
Darlene Carruthers: You've going to have to watch, Jamie tonight.
Rachel Carruthers: Not tonight, I've got that date with Brady. You know, how important that is.
Darlene Carruthers: It's an important night, for me and your father.
Rachel Carruthers: Can't you find somebody, else?
Darlene Carruthers: It's too late.
Rachel Carruthers: What am I suppose to tell Brady, "I'm sorry, I have to watch my foster sister, go on and have fun by yourself,"
Darlene Carruthers: It's not exactly, the end of the world for goodness sake.
Darlene Carruthers: Sure it is, Brady and I were going to make a commitment. My engagement, my marriage, and my kids and, your grandchildren are wiped out, and I have to babysit.
Jamie Lloyd: [Angrily] I'm sorry I ruined everything, if I wasn't here you can go out.
Rachel Carruthers: [Rachel moans in disgust]
Richard Carruthers: Good job Rachel, we've given that little girl all the love we've gave her right now. All you do is, think about yourself.
Dr. Samuel Loomis: You're talking about him as if he were a human being. That part of him died years ago.
Dr. Samuel Loomis: We'll hear some sirens soon.
Jamie Lloyd: Then we'll be safe?
Dr. Samuel Loomis: Yeah.
Jamie Lloyd: You don't believe that, do you?
[checks door, then pauses]
Dr. Samuel Loomis: No...
[after all the cops at the station are slaughtered]
Sheriff Ben Meeker: How could a man do this, Loomis? Tell me.
Dr. Samuel Loomis: This isn't a man.
Sheriff Ben Meeker: What is he? Tell me! What the hell are we dealing with?
Dr. Samuel Loomis: Evil.
Sheriff Ben Meeker: Hey, I got a town full of beer bellies running around in the dark with shotguns! Who's gonna be next? Somebody's wife? Somebody's kid? I can't stand by for that.
Security Guard: You never get used to the faces. Never!
Dr. Samuel Loomis: I need to speak with Sheriff Brackett.
Deputy Pierce: Well, then you'll have to travel about three-thousand miles south of here.
Dr. Samuel Loomis: What?
Deputy Pierce: Brackett retired in '81. He went to St. Petersburg.
[Wade is waiting to approach Kelly]
Brady: Hey, Wade, why don't you go ahead and make your move?
Wade: Don't rush me, Brady. Timing's got to be primo.
Brady: Yeah, well, money talks and bullshit walks. You know what I mean?
Jamie Lloyd: Oh come alive, Rachel. Please come alive! Don't be dead. You can't be dead! Come alive, Rachel!
Dr. Samuel Loomis: [encounters the Shape in gas station] Michael? Why now? You waited ten years. I knew this day would come. Don't go to Haddonfield. If you want another victim, take me. But leave those people in peace. Please, Michael?
Dr. Samuel Loomis: Goddamn you.
[Loomis shoots straight]
Man Attendant: I'd assume Dr. Loomis would be here. Michael Myers is still his patient.
Dr. Hoffman: If Loomis read memos he'd be here. Fortunately, his position is more ceremonial than medical. And with Myers gone, my hope is that he'll either transfer, retire, or die.
Dr. Samuel Loomis: Why wasn't I notified?
Dr. Hoffman: About what?
Dr. Samuel Loomis: You know damn well about what! You let them take it out of here!
Dr. Hoffman: Now where are you going?
Dr. Samuel Loomis: Haddonfield. It's a four hour drive. You can reach me through the local police. If you don't find him in four hours, I'm sure I will.
Sheriff Ben Meeker: Let it be, Earl. Let the police handle it.
Earl: Like the last time? How many people killed back then? How many kids?
Darlene Carruthers: We'll be at the Fallbrooks. The number's next to the phone.
Rachel Carruthers: I know, and next to that is police, hospital, fire, and probably the National Guard.
Richard Carruthers: I want you two to have fun tonight. Make sure Jamie's in bed by 9:30.
Rachel Carruthers: You're gonna be late. You don't wanna blow your promotion.
Darlene Carruthers: Don't make fun. Tonight is the difference between vacations in Bermuda, and spending another two weeks with your grandmother in Cleveland.