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Cast a Deadly Spell (TV Movie 1991) Poster

(1991 TV Movie)

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Hackshaw: You don't belive in magic?

Lovecraft: I believe it, just don't use it.

Hackshaw: Why?

Lovecraft: Personal reasons.

Hackshaw: And they are?

Lovecraft: Personal.

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Hackshaw: Do you realize how long they've waited for me? Centuries! Millennia!

Lovecraft: How long is that in dog years?

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Connie Stone: I heard something about you at the club.

Phil Lovecraft: Such as?

Connie Stone: You don't use magic.

Phil Lovecraft: You heard right.

Connie Stone: How do you expect to get out of dumps like this if you don't start playing the game?

Phil Lovecraft: Seems to me we've already had this discussion.

Connie Stone: Everybody uses magic.

Phil Lovecraft: I don't.

Connie Stone: What have you got to show for it? Fly-specked office, a broken-down car and a ugly necktie, that's what all this integrity buys you. Damn it, everybody's got to compromise.

Phil Lovecraft: That's what I keep hearing.

Connie Stone: And what makes you so special?

Phil Lovecraft: What makes me special is that I'm my own man. When I started out, I said there were things I would do and things I wouldn't do. Lot of guys start like that and a lot of them sell out along the way, but the more who fall, the easier it gets. See, look... everybody compromises, everybody cheats, everybody uses magic. So they empty ideals out of their pockets and get on with the job of sticking it to their neighbor before they stick it to them. That's the way it's done. To which I say "nuts." My collar may be a little frayed, maybe I need a shoeshine, but nobody's got a mortgage on my soul. I own it, free and clear.

Connie Stone: I'm not gonna apologize for my life.

Phil Lovecraft: Didn't ask you to.

Connie Stone: I'm happy the way things are.

Phil Lovecraft: Glad to hear it.

Connie Stone: You've got to look ahead. You can't drag around the past. There's nothing you can do about it.

Phil Lovecraft: Sounds like you have a real good grip on things.

Connie Stone: [a few moments of silence] Why did you have to walk back into my life?

Phil Lovecraft: Why did you walk out of mine?

Connie Stone: Because you're a wiseacre son of a bitch who doesn't know which way the wind is blowing.

Phil Lovecraft: And?

Connie Stone: And did you really remember the sound of my breathing?

[Lovecraft takes Connie in his arms and they kiss]

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Olivia: That's quite a tie.

Lovecraft: Oh, thanks.

Olivia: Put up much of a fight?

Lovecraft: No, I snuck up behind it.

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Bradbury: [examining a voodoo doll] Time was you had to look a man in the eye before you could kill him. You owed him that.

Lovecraft: Yeah, now with the nerve and a little know-how, you can do it by tyin' six knots and a piece of string. Ain't modern livin' grand?

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Lovecraft: Hey, what happened to your regular legbreakers?

Harry: Progress.

Tugwell: Zombies don't eat, don't complain...

Harry: ...don't get ideas.

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Hackshaw: [summoning Yog-Sothoth] From the wells of night to the gulfs of space. Ever the praises of great Cthulhu and Tsathoggua and of Him who is not named. Ever praises of abundance to the black goat of the woods, Shub-Niggurath, the goat with a thousand young, for thou has seen the dark universe yawning, the lost place where black planets roll without aim. Too long have thou dwelt in that cold captivity beyond the mercy of time. The way is clear. Return. And rule. Yog-Sothoth is the key and the guardian of the gate. He knows where the Old Ones have trod Earth's fields and that they will tread once more. Sorcerer. Emissary. Changeling, outsider. Thou art the whisper in the dark, for a million years the voice in man's ear, seducer, shaper of foul deed and betrayal. All was prelude and preparation. We empty our hearts in your name. Teacher! Master! Complete us! The things inside become the things outside! The waiting ends and the journey begins! Consume the darkness between the dimensions! Cross the gulf with a single stride! Here on this threshold is placed a gift. This is my gift. Come forth and receive it! Stars align! Space folds! A thousand worlds merge in a single instant! Crack the band of formlessness! Take shape and come forth!

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Harry: I'm going to be immortal, and I'm gonna wear your head as a watch fob!

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Bradbury: Magic. Gives me the shakes what you can buy in this town.

Lovecraft: Well, they said it'd make things easier.

Bradbury: And it has.

Lovecraft: [as a body is loaded into an ambulance] Lots of things.

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Hypolite: If you were sensitive at all, the air would crackle in your ears like wax paper. Things are in flux. The auras are bad. Me, I'm going to Florida.

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Lovecraft: Magic is the way of the future, wouldn't want to buck the future, would you Bradbury?

Bradbury: If this is the future, I'll take vanilla.

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Lovecraft: What's wrong with my tie?

Connie: Nothing... if you like vertigo.

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Lovecraft: So what are we drinkin' to?

Bradbury: Nothin'. We're just drinkin'.

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Olivia: I'm serious!

Lovecraft: Then why do you wear that hat?

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Lovecraft: Stop right there Lon Chaney. Step away from the fairy and keep those meathooks where I can see them.

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Hackshaw: Thank you for killing that though. Tiny minds with stunted dreams. Pathetic.

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Hackshaw: The wheel has turned. Yog-Sothoth knows the Gate. That is the promise of the Necromnomicon. Open the Gate, let the Old Ones back in and they will make you a god.

Lovecraft: Ooohhh, you get to be a god. What does Harry get?

Harry: Tell him.

Hackshaw: For services rendered, Mr. Borden gets to be Ruler of the World.

Lovecraft: What kind of world?

Hackshaw: A world of the unburied dead, and a sky dark with ashes. A blasted, maimed planet. But he'll be the most important person in it.

Harry: How do you like them apples partner, huh?

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