Dr. Samuel Loomis: These eyes will deceive you, they will destroy you. They will take from you, your innocence, your pride, and eventually your soul. These eyes do not see what you and I see. Behind these eyes one finds only blackness, the absence of light, these are of a psychopath.
Michael Myers - Child: [crying] I wanna go home.
Dr. Samuel Loomis: You can't go home.
Michael Myers - Child: Why?
Dr. Samuel Loomis: Because you've done terrible things.
Dr. Samuel Loomis: Inside every one us, there exists a dark side. Most people rise above it, but some are consumed by it. Until there is nothing left, but pure evil.
Laurie Strode: [crying] Was that the boogeyman?
Dr. Samuel Loomis: As a matter of fact... I do believe it was.
Dr. Samuel Loomis: He has come back for his baby sister.
Sheriff Leigh Brackett: To do what?
Deborah Myers: Again? Again? Jesus, what is it with you and this goddamn school? I cannot keep coming down here like this!
Principal Chambers: Look Ms. Myers, I do not enjoy calling you down here every five minutes.
Deborah Myers: Really? It sure seems like you fuckin' do!
Tommy Doyle: That is not appropriate babysitter behavior!
Lindsey Wallace: [singing as her and Annie are walking to Tommy's house] Trick or Treat. Smell my feet. Give me something good to eat. If you don't, I don't care. I'll pull down Annie's underwear!
Annie Brackett: [about the pumpkin she's carrying] I can't believe you're making me haul this thing all the way over there.
Lindsey Wallace: I can't believe you think that I'm not going to tell.
Lindsey Wallace: [begins to sing again] Trick or treat. Smell my feet. Give me something good to eat...
Annie Brackett: [while Lindsay is singing] UGH! I swear to God, Lindsay, if you don't stop singing that song, I'll have a pumpkin smashing party right here in the middle of the street.
Laurie Strode: [after talking to Annie on the phone] Guess what, Tommy.
Tommy Doyle: What?
Laurie Strode: Lindsay Wallace is coming over!
Tommy Doyle: What? She can't come over here! What if the guys see her?
Laurie Strode: So?
Tommy Doyle: 1: She's a girl. 2: She's not a boy. And 3: She smells like you.
Laurie Strode: This is going to be a long night.
Tommy Doyle: ...for the both of us.
Deborah Myers: [looking at gruesome photographs of dead animals] Are you saying Michael did this? Michael loves animals!
Dr. Samuel Loomis: Why is your hair getting so messy?
Michael Myers - Child: 'Cause no one sees me.
Dr. Samuel Loomis: What are you talking about? I see you every day. Your mum, she comes every week.
Michael Myers - Child: Anybody else?
Dr. Samuel Loomis: [quietly] No.
[Michael knocks on stahl door]
Big Joe Grizzly: Hey, buddy, just to give you a heads up, I got a taco supreme talking back at me, so I'm going to be a while. So do you mind waiting somewhere else and let me pass this beast in peace?
[Michael knocks again]
Big Joe Grizzly: Look, brother... if you're looking for some kind of action, you better take it on the arches before I'm done dropping this load. Or you're going to be one sorry A-hole.
[Michael doesn't leave, still stands at stahl entrance]
Big Joe Grizzly: Okay... you just hold on, Daisy. I've got something for you.
[unsheathes knife, opens door]
Big Joe Grizzly: Let me introduce myself. I'm Joe Grizzly, bitch. And I'm gonna cut that goddamn mask right off your face, you...
Ronnie White: [as Michael and Judith come down from upstairs] THERE he is! Good morning, Michelle, my Belle!
Deborah Myers: [Looks over at Michael and Judith] What the hell took you two so long?
Michael Myers - Child: [Sadly] Elvis died. I had to flush him.
Deborah Myers: [Gently] Oh, honey, I'm sorry! We'll get you a new one after school, okay?
Judith Myers: [Snickers] What'd you do to him? Stoke him to death? Oh, oh, Elvis! Oh, Elvis! Oh, oh!
Ronnie White: Ya know it's just a fuckin' rat! Who cares about a fucking rat? It's just a Goddamned rat!
Michael Myers - Child: [Micheal kisses his baby sister] Morning, Boo.
Ronnie White: [Mockingly] "Morning, Boo!"
Ronnie White: [Michael, while wearing his Halloween clown mask, sits at the dining room table in front of Ronnie] Take that damned thing off!
Ronnie White: [Michael just stares at him. Ronnie then flips up Michael's mask, revealing his face to viewers for the first time] You are starting to annoy me, boy!
Michael Myers - Child: I HATE YOU!
Ronnie White: And I HATE YOU TOO, YOU LITTLE SHIT!
[Raises his fist]
Ronnie White: See this? I will use it to break your FUCKING FACE!
Deborah Myers: ENOUGH, alright? Can we just have peace for once?
Tommy Doyle: I heard that on Halloween night, the boogeyman comes out at night and attacks kids.
Laurie Strode: He likes to eat little boys like you.
Ismael Cruz: Mikey, please don't, buddy please, I was good to you, please, I'm your friend.
Annie Brackett: [while pawning Lindsey off so she can see her boyfriend, Annie holds a pumpkin] I can't believe you talked me into carrying this thing.
Lindsey Wallace: I can't believe you think I'm not gonna tell.
Patty Frost: Michael... Myers.
Zach 'Z-Man' Garrett: Trick or treat, baby!
Ronnie White: [Michael walks in with mask on] Michael, take that thing off.
Laurie Strode: [screaming and grabbing Tommy] IT'S THE BOOGEYMAN!
Cop: [to young Michael] Put the knife down! Do it NOW! I will shoot!
Deborah Myers: [to young Michael] Why? Why Michael!
[he smiles at her]
[recording their first interview and Loomis is testing it]
Dr. Samuel Loomis: Hello, hello, hello. Could you talk in there for me?
Michael Myers - Child: Hi, I'm Michael Myers.
Dr. Samuel Loomis: Ok, that's good. So how are you feeling today?
Michael Myers - Child: Good. Could I ask you something?
Dr. Samuel Loomis: You can ask me anything you want. That's why I'm here so if you have anything on your mind, anything at all.
Michael Myers - Child: Ok, why do you talk so funny?
Dr. Samuel Loomis: [chuckles] Talk so funny?
Deborah Myers: Jesus Christ, Ronnie, you know I have to work tonight. Someone around here has got to make some money.
Ronnie White: I'm all broken up here bitch, I can't work.
Deborah Myers: Yeah, and who's fault is that? You're so pathetic.
Ronnie White: You know that new waitress over at the Bingo Lounge? She's been giving me the freaky eye.
Deborah Myers: You mean the whore the big tits hanging down her knees?
Ronnie White: Maybe I will choke the chicken and purge my snork all over those flappy ass tits.
Deborah Myers: Yeah, well have a great fucking time.
Ronnie White: I will.
Deborah Myers: I hope she likes cripples.
Ronnie White: Bitch, I will crawl over there and I will skull fuck the shit out of you!
Deborah Myers: Oh, I will get the crutches for you.
Baby Boo: [Baby Boo starts crying]
Deborah Myers: See what you did loud mouth?
Ronnie White: WAAA! WAAA! That's all that fucker ever does is cry. WAAA! WAAA! Cry and shit, cry and shit.
Deborah Myers: That's what you do all the time is cry and shit.
Ronnie White: Fuck you, sit on my pole right now bitch.
Dr. Samuel Loomis: [saying goodbye to Michael] I don't know what else I can do for you, Michael. You haven't said a word in fifteen years. That's a life time. That's twice as long as my first marriage. It's funny but in some strange way you've become my best friend. I've done all I can for you so I am afraid that, now don't be upset but this is gonna be my last day, Michael. I have to move on.
Sheriff Leigh Brackett: Doc, it sounds like you're talking about the Antichrist.
Dr. Samuel Loomis: Well, perhaps I am.
Lynda: You know what that dried up fucking bitch did?
Laurie Strode: What?
Lynda: Calls my dad and tells him what I said. Yeah, that C-U-N-T needs to get laid!
Laurie Strode: Haha, what did your dad say?
Lynda: Oh who cares?
Ronnie White: Bitch! If you don't think I aint makin' a mental list of all your fuckin' bullshit!
Ronnie White: Bitch, I will crawl over there and I will skull fuck the shit out of you!
Lynda: [to Laurie on the phone] I don't care what Annie thinks. But I care what you think.
Dr. Samuel Loomis: The darkest souls are not those which choose to exist within the hell of the abyss, but those which choose to move silently among us.
Dr. Samuel Loomis: [as Michael is strangling Laurie] Michael, no! Michael, stop! Michael, stop! For God's sake, listen to me. Look... it's not her fault! Michael, it's my fault. I failed you. Please, let her go. Please.
Laurie Strode: [after Michael shows her an old photo of the two of them; unaware he is her brother] I don't understand!
Ronnie White: [after staring at Judith's bottom as she walks out of the kichen] Man, that bitch got herself a fine lookin' dumper on her.
Deborah Myers: [turns to Ronnie] What did you just say?
Ronnie White: You heard me...
Deborah Myers: No, say it again, Ronnie! Say it my face!
Ronnie White: What's the matter? Are you jealous of your own daughter's ass?
Deborah Myers: [disgusted] FUCKING PIG!
[she hits Ronnie's coffee cup out of his hand, burning his cast]
Ronnie White: AW!
[Ronnie smashes the dishes off the table]
Ronnie White: FUCKING WHORE!
[Baby Boo starts crying again]
Ronnie White: Good, now clean it up!
Deborah Myers: [cries in frustration] I can't fucking do this anymore!
Wesley Rhoades: [Michael Myers looks at Wesley] Don't look at me. I'll be a shitstorm in your worst nightmare, motherfucker.
Michael Myers - Child: Look at my mask.
Dr. Samuel Loomis: Oh, wow. Beautiful. Yeah. Why is it all black?
Michael Myers - Child: 'Cause it's one of my favorite colors.
Dr. Samuel Loomis: Well, actually, black isn't a color, is it? It's the absence of color. In the spectrum of colors, you go from black, which is no color, all the way through to white, which is every color. So, technically... not that it really matters - but black isn't a color.
Ismael Cruz: [Ismael discovers multiple massacred bodies and turns to find Michael standing behind him] Whoa... Mikey... what're you doing out of your room...? Ok... now, don't do nothin' we're both gonna regret later, ok, Mikey...? I'm gonna have to get you back into your room, okay now?
[Ismael retrieves handcuffs from a dead guard]
Ismael Cruz: Let me get these. I'm just gonna... get these handcuffs and... I'm gonna try and put these handcuffs on you right now, Mikey... and then we'll get you back into your own bed, okay?
[Michael extends his hands slowly, Ismael cautiously approaches Michael to put the handcuffs on but is visciously attacked, he begins to bleed and sob]
Ismael Cruz: Mikey! I was good to you, Mikey...!
Michael Myers - Child: I like the mask because it hides my face.
Deborah Myers: I don't like you to hide your face. Take it off.
Michael Myers - Child: It hides my ugliness.
Deborah Myers: Sweetie, don't say that. Take it off. You're not ugly. Don't talk like that.OK?... I miss you so much.
Michael Myers - Child: I miss you, too.
Michael Myers - Child: Come on, sweetie pie. Morning, Elvis. You're a pretty Elvis, aren't you? Yes, you are.
[first title card]
Title Card: "The darkest souls are not those which choose to exist within the hell of the abyss, but those which choose to break free from the abyss and move silently among us." - Dr. Samuel Loomis
Annie Brackett: [about Michael Myers] Oh Please! It's probably just some pervert cruising school Poontang!
Ronnie White: I'll tell you something. That freak of yours, he needs some serious discipline. I mean, he runs around like a little bitch.
Deborah Myers: You know, you leave him alone. Keep your hands off of him.
Ronnie White: Give me a fucking break. He's probably a queer. He's gonna grow up, end up cutting his dick and balls off and changing his name to Michelle.
Judith Myers: Take that stupid thing off.
Steve Haley: Oh, come on, babe. I want to do it with the mask on.
Ismael Cruz: [Ismael is talking to Micheal through the door of his cell] Hey mikey, how you doin? Look, you can't let those walls get you down... believe me I know. I spent a little time behind walls. I know they can drive you crazy... you gotta look beyond the walls, you know, learn to live inside your head.