Final Destination 2 (2003)
Tawny: [on answering machine] Hey Evan, it's Tawny. Sorry I haven't called. Hey, listen, I heard about your lottery win. Let's hook up. Call me.
Clear Rivers: Being alive after we were supposed to die caused an outward ripple. A RIFT IN DEATH'S DESIGN!
Eugene: So, if you hadn't gotten off the plane, we wouldn't be alive to begin with.
Clear Rivers: YES! That's why death is working backwards. It's tying up all the loose ends, and sealing the rift once and for all.
Rory: Man with hooks? Man with hooks! Hey, I think I see a man with hooks! Is that... a sign?
Host: Tomorrow marks the one-year anniversary since Velez Air Flight 180 exploded and crashed shortly after takeoff from JFK airport. It's a disaster that's affected many. None more so than Mt. Abraham High School, which lost 40 students and 4 faculty members in the crash. But it was the events after the crash that has turned this tragic story into something even stranger. The survivors that managed to get off the plane before it crashed died soon thereafter in a series of mysterious and bizarre accidents. Now to some, these deaths are just tragic coincidences, but to others, they're an indication that there are more sinister events taking place. That's the contention of tonight's guest. Thank you for joining us this evening.
Kimberly Corman: If Clear was right, that means Nora and Tim are going to be killed by pigeons!
Radio Announcer: There are no known survivors.
Mrs. Gibbons: Brian, I think you'd better go check that barbecue.
Burke: Listen, I know you've gone over all this with Detective Suby, but would you mind telling me what happened?
Kimberly Corman: It was like I was there. I knew something bad was going to happen, even before it did. I just felt wrong, just like...
Burke: Just like what?
Kimberly Corman: Look, I know this sounds crazy but... you guys all heard about Flight 180, right? The kid who got off the plane? Well, it happened a year ago, today. My premonition was just like his.
William Bludworth: Hello, Clear. I've been expecting you.
Kimberly Corman: [seeing the dead body of Evan at the crematorium] Oh my God.
Burke: That's Evan Lewis.
William Bludworth: Come to pick my brain?
Clear Rivers: Just a simple question and we'll leave you alone with your new friend.
Clear Rivers: Look, we drove a long way to get here, so if you happen to know how to stop Death, it would be really great if you told us.
William Bludworth: You can't cheat Death. There are no escapes.
Clear Rivers: Bullshit! You told me Death has a distinct design. But Alex and I cheated Death, not once but dozens of times. The design is flawed, it can be beaten.
William Bludworth: Such fire in you now. People are always most alive just before they die. Don't you think?
[rips off Evan's nipple piercing with a pair of pliers and begins to whistle as he cremates Evan's body]
Kimberly Corman: Look, please... if you know of anything that could help us, what harm could it do?
William Bludworth: Only new life can defeat Death.
Burke: What the hell does that mean?
William Bludworth: Some people say there's a balance to everything. For every life there's a death, for every death, there is a life. But the introduction of life that was not meant to be, that can invalidate the list, force Death to start anew. You have to follow the signs... Kimberly.
Kimberly Corman: How do you know my name?
Anchorwoman: A bizarre accident has left two people dead, one of them killed by a safety device meant to protect us. Ironically, the woman was impaled through the head after her emergency airbag deployed. She was trapped in her vehicle after it crashed into a field near Greenwood Lake. Suddenly the airbag went off...
Evan Lewis: [after dropping his ring down the garbage disposal] You little bastard. Shit! Come on.
Kimberly Corman: Thank you so much for inviting us.
Mrs. Gibbons: It's our pleasure.
Nikki: [on answering machine] Hi Evan, it's Nikki. We met at Tucker's party last year. I know it's been a while, but I've been thinking about you. I just wanted to say congratulations. So give me a call. 555-0123. Bye.
Tim Carpenter: If he gives me the gas and I wake up with my pants unbuttoned, we ain't payin'.
Kat: [while being freed by a Rescue Worker using the jaws of life] Could you be a little quieter with that thing, please?
Rescue Worker: Yeah, sure... I'll just put it on 'quiet mode.'
Kat: That would be good.
Kat: See? This can't be happening because... my career's at a peak, I finally met a quality guy, I just bought a house...
Rory: Maybe if you shut the fuck up, we'll live.
Kat: Yeah. Like I'm gonna take advice from you.
[in an elevator; on the phone]
Nora: Who is this?
Burke: Nora? Can you hear me?
Nora: O-Officer Burke? I can't hear you! What?
Eugene: What? What's he saying?
Burke: Nora, a man with hooks is gonna kill you.
Burke: [after his cup spills on his lap] Son of a... bitch!
Frankie: Yo, Dano, shouldn't we help your mom?
Dano: Oh, good man one. You're hilarious.
Students in Schoolbus: [chanting] Pile up! Pile up! Pile up! Pile up! Pile up!
Radio Announcer: A candlelight vigil to mark the one year anniversary of the crash of flight 180 will be held at eight PM tonight, at the Mt. Abraham High School auditorium.
Rory: Yeah, like, what if we're all getting that "Diff'rent Strokes" curse or something?
Dr. Lees: Your mom says you've been having some pain lately.
Clear Rivers: Kimberly, look at me! You have to tell us, what did you see?
Kimberly Corman: No!
Man: Look out!
Man #2: Watch out!
Clear Rivers: What the fuck are you thinking?
Skate Rat: [scoffs] I'm thinking sucka my junk, bee-atch!
Rory: [after Burke drives past him, to himself] What? Not wearing my seatbelt. You gon' bust me, bitch?
Nora: If it is my time to go and be in heaven with my family, I can accept that.
Kimberly Corman: I know what I have to do to save us. I have to die.
Kimberly Corman: I have this really bad feeling. It's not over yet.
Kimberly Corman: There's gonna be a huge accident. Everybody's gonna die!
Kimberly Corman: Dad, it's Daytona, not Somalia.
Mr. Corman: Alright. Iso-flats, road flares, sun block, mace...
Shaina: ...condoms, whips, chains.
Rory: You're gonna die after me, right?
Kimberly Corman: Yeah, I guess so.
Rory: Would you take these?
[handing over keys and wallet]
Rory: And if I die, uhm... would you throw away my drugs... and my paraphernalia... my porno...
Rory: Just, you know, everything that's gonna break my mom's heart... please?
Kimberly Corman: [nods]
Rory: Thank you.
Kimberly Corman: We have to tell Isabella to stay away from a lake so she can stay alive long enough to have her baby.
Burke: That won't be an easy conversation to have.
Nora: Do you have any valium?
[Nora takes the pill]
Kat: You're only supposed to take half of that.
Rory: Keep 'em coming.
Tim Carpenter: Which means death could be coming for us?
Rory: The next one is in this car with us, is it really safe to be sitting next to him or her?
[pointing at Kat and mouthing]
Rory: Hopefully her.