Evil Dead (2013)
Mia: [possessed] Why don't you come down here so I can suck your cock, pretty boy?
Mia: Mia's not here, you fucking idiot! Your little sister's being raped in Hell!
David: [David is patching up Natalie after she cut off her possessed arm] Everything's gonna be okay. You're fine.
Eric: She just cut her fucking arm off. Does that sound fine?
Mia: [possessed] Baby, little baby / It's time to say goodbye/ Baby, little baby / I'll miss you day and night/ Baby, my sweet baby / I'll write you every day / Baby, don't cry, baby / I wish that I could stay
Mia: [possessed] Why do you hate me, David? I know you do. You left home. You left me all alone with our sick mother... And I was just a kid. You made me lie. Every time she screamed your name I told her you were coming to see her, like you promised. But you never did. I know mother hates you now. And she waits for you in hell.
David: [entering Mia's room] You have to get out of these clothes. Go take a shower.
Mia: David... please... please! You... have... to get me... out of here.
David: No one said this would be easy, but...
Mia: [grabs David's arm] No! No. You don't understand. There was something in the woods, David... and I think it's in here with us... now.
David: Here, in this room?
[Mia nods; David walks to the door]
David: You know it's all in your head. Try to get it together. You'll feel better tomorrow. Be glad we were such assholes.
Eric: [reading from the Naturom Demonto] Kunda... Astratta... Montosse... Canda.
Mia: [possessed, to Natalie] I can smell your filthy soul.
[as the Deadites take possession of Mia]
Cheryl: You will die! Like the others before you, one by one, we will take you!
[Mia becomes eerily calm]
Mia: You're all going to die tonight.
Mia: [pretending to be normal] Natalie?
Mia: [crying] Natalie? What am I doing down here? My leg hurts. I can't move.
Natalie: I'm gonna come down there, okay?
Mia: Why did you lock me down here? You were supposed to help me.
Natalie: We're trying to help you, okay? But you grew out of control, Mia. You got violent and we didn't know what else to do... Mia, I think something really terrible has happened, and we have to get out of here now, okay?
Mia: You don't understand. He's not gonna let you leave, and he's not gonna stop till he has you. Until he has all of you!
Mia: You shouldn't have touched anything from that basement.
Mia: [possessed; as Natalie is about to amputate her infected arm] Don't do it, you little bitch! Don't cut it off!
Mia: I don't know what's wrong with you people. There's something dead, and it reeks.
Olivia: You're just extra sensitive right now. There's no smell.
Mia: [after finding the trapdoor to the basement and opening it] What's your medical diagnosis now?
Olivia: It fucking stinks.
Eric: What kind of a virus makes someone cut their face off with a piece of glass?
Mia: I know, I look like road kill.
David: No. You look beautiful, as always.
Mia: And you're a charming liar... as always.
Olivia: [after Mia scalded herself in the shower] No one could have known she was going to do this.
Natalie: No, YOU should have known! We've all been following your lead since we got here!
David: Everything's gonna be fine!
Eric: Everything's gonna be fine? Everything's gonna be fine. I don't know if you noticed this, but... Nothing's fine. Everything's been getting worse... every second.
Abomination Mia: You're gonna die here, you pathetic junkie.
Eric: I don't think we're dealing with a freakin' panic attack here!
Eric: [explaining Mia's possession] This thing is attached to Mia's soul like a leech. If I'm reading this right, it's become her. If we want to help Mia... we're gonna have to kill her.
Eric: [Eric just walked into Possessed Olivia after cutting out her cheek] Oh, my god! Why the fuck did you do that?
Natalie: [after Mia, possessed, has been thrown into the cellar] Oh, my god, what happened to her eyes?
Eric: [near death, smiling] David... I missed you, man!
Olivia: [sees Eric reading through the Naturom Demonto] Eric, what are you doing? I thought I told you to throw that away. You should be down there helping your friend clean up that mess.
Eric: I don't know who you're talking about.
Olivia: Come on, don't act like you don't care about him. I know you do.
Eric: Well, I think we can all agree that he stopped caring about us for the past freakin' century.
Olivia: Well, he's here now.
Eric: Yeah... truly amazing.