Donald Pleasence: Loomis
Loomis : I met him, 15 years ago; I was told there was nothing left; no reason, no conscience, no understanding in even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, of good or evil, right or wrong. I met this... six-year-old child with this blank, pale, emotionless face, and... the blackest eyes - the Devil's eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach him, and then another seven trying to keep him locked up, because I realized that what was living behind that boy's eyes was purely and simply... evil.
Loomis : [to Brackett] Death has come to your little town, Sheriff.
Brackett : I have a feeling that you're way off on this.
Loomis : You have the wrong feeling.
Brackett : You're not doing very much to prove me wrong!
Loomis : What more do you need?
Brackett : Well, it's going to take a lot more than fancy talk to keep me up all night crawling around these bushes.
Loomis : I-I-I watched him for fifteen years, sitting in a room, staring at a wall; not seeing the wall, looking past the wall; looking at this night, inhumanly patient, waiting for some secret, silent alarm to trigger him off. Death has come to your little town, Sheriff. Now, you can either ignore it, or you can help me to stop it.
Brackett : More fancy talk.
Loomis : You've fooled them, haven't you, Michael? But not me.
Loomis : [after Michael escapes from the mental institution] He's gone! He's gone from here! The evil is gone!
Loomis : He came home!
Dr. Wynn : I'm not responsible, Sam.
Loomis : Oh, no.
Dr. Wynn : I told them how dangerous he was.
Loomis : You couldn't have, two roadblocks and an all points bulletin wouldn't stop a five year old.
Dr. Wynn : Well, he's your patient, if you knew that the precautions weren't strong enough, you should have told somebody.
Loomis : I told everybody! Nobody listened.
Dr. Wynn : There's nothing else I can do.
Loomis : You can get back in there and get back on that telephone and tell them exactly who walked out of here last night and tell them exactly where he's going.
Dr. Wynn : Where he's probably going.
Loomis : I've wasted my time.
Dr. Wynn : Sam, Haddonfield is 150 miles away from here. For God's sake, he can't even drive a car!
Loomis : He was doing very well last night! Maybe someone around here gave him lessons.
Loomis : [into phone] You've got to believe me, Officer, he is coming to Haddonfield... Because I know him! I'm his doctor! You must be ready for him... If you don't, it's your funeral.
Graveyard Keeper : Yeah, you know every town has something like this happen... I remember over in Russellville, old Charlie Bowles, about fifteen years ago... One night, he finished dinner, and he excused himself from the table. He went out to the garage, and got himself a hacksaw. Then he went back into the house, kissed his wife and his two children goodbye, and then he proceeded to...
Loomis : Where are we?
Graveyard Keeper : Eh? Oh, it's, uh, right over here...
Psychiatric Doctor #1 : [Deleted Scene from Alternated T.V. Version; May 1, 1964] Reading from the decision of Judge Walter Ward: "I have no choice, but to remand Michael Audrey Myers to the Smith's Grove Warren County Sanitarium, where he shall be placed in the care of a resident psychiatrist, who shall report to this court no less than twice a year. Further, Michael Audrey Myers shall be brought to the court on the day of his 21st birthday, where he shall be tried as an adult for the murder of his sister, Judith Margaret Myers". Dr. Loomis?
Loomis : Michael Myers must be removed from this sanitarium immediately. I suggest the maximum security ward at Lidgefield.
Psychiatric Doctor #2 : Dr. Loomis, the decision has been made.
Loomis : But this is a minimum security institution. The staff isn't adequately prepared.
Psychiatric Doctor #1 : Prepared for what? The boy is a catatonic, he exhibits comatose behavior, no reaction to external stimuli.
Loomis : Have you read my notes?
Psychiatric Doctor #1 : Yes, we have, Doctor.
Loomis : Why were they not presented at the hearing?
Psychiatric Doctor #2 : The Judge requested Dr. Foster's analysis.
Loomis : I've spent 4 hours a day... 4 hours a day with this boy, everyday, for 6 months... far longer than any court psychiatrist.
Psychiatric Doctor #1 : Dr. Loomis-...
Loomis : - -Michael Myers is the most dangerous patient I have ever observed.
Psychiatric Doctor #2 : Doctor, there is no diagnostic evidence to support that statement.
Loomis : He's, he's covering up. This catatonia is, is a conscious act. There's an instinctive force within him. He's waiting.
Psychiatric Doctor #2 : For what?
Loomis : I don't know.
Psychiatric Doctor #1 : [after a long pause] We can make a special recommendation to the court only if we feel there is a justifiable reason to change the patient's treatment. I can see no reason why he shouldn't remain here. We have adequate facilities for his care.
Loomis : There is insufficient security here. Please, I am begging you to reconsider your decision.
Psychiatric Doctor #2 : Dr. Loomis, perhaps you should reconsider keeping him as your patient. We can find someone else to look after him.
Loomis : I'll stay with him.
Psychiatric Doctor #1 : Now, is there anything else you wish to say, Dr. Loomis?
Loomis : [Walks out of the room, angry, without saying another word; He then makes his way down the hall to Michael's cell; He enters Michael's cell, only to find Michael sitting in a chair, looking out the window in a catatonic state] You fooled them, haven't you, Michael?
[No response from Michael]
Loomis : But not me.