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[at Ridgemont; a loud, distant shriek]
Man Attendant : Jesus!
Security Guard : Jesus ain't got nothin' to do with this place.
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[the attendants are in the ambulance with Michael Myers, unaware that he is coming out of his coma]
Woman Attendant : Did Hoffman say anything about living relatives?
Man Attendant : Yeah. A niece living in his hometown.
Woman Attendant : And?
Man Attendant : "And"? She's too young to be his legal ward.
Woman Attendant : So, the state owns him? Great.
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Man Attendant : I'd assume Dr. Loomis would be here. Michael Myers is still his patient.
Dr. Hoffman : If Loomis read memos he'd be here. Fortunately, his position is more ceremonial than medical. And with Myers gone, my hope is that he'll either transfer, retire, or die.
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Security Guard : [First lines] All metal objects into the tray. Purpose of visit?
Man Attendant : A patient pickup and transfer to Smith's Grove.
Security Guard : You're late.
Man Attendant : Yeah. Should be on the road.
Security Guard : Yeah. Hell of a night, eh?
Man Attendant : Real charmer.
Security Guard : Yeah. I'll take you down there.
Man Attendant : Alright.
Security Guard : Be right back.
2nd Security Officer : Okay.
Security Guard : Yeah, first time here, huh?
Woman Attendant : Hope it's the last time.
Security Guard : You never get used to the faces. Never.
Man Attendant : [Frightening scream is heard] Jesus!
Security Guard : Jesus ain't got nothing to do with this place. Come on.
Security Guard : [Getting on the elevator] Yeah, this is where society dumps it's worst nightmares.
Security Guard : [Elevator begins descending] Yeah, the one you're picking up? Just thinking about him gives me the willies. Yeah, a decade ago, Halloween night, he murdered 16 people, maybe more, trying to get to his sister. Nearly got her, too. But his Doctor, of all people, shot him 6 times. Then he sets him on fire. Both of them nearly burned to death. Yeah, I'll be glad to see this one gone. Yes, indeed-ie.
Security Guard : [Elevator reaches desired floor] Welcome to Hell.
Dr. Hoffman's Assistant : Doctor?
Dr. Hoffman : Yes?
Dr. Hoffman's Assistant : The transfer personnel are here.
Dr. Hoffman : Smith's Grove?
Man Attendant : Yes.
Dr. Hoffman : I'm Dr. Hoffman, Medical Administrator.
Man Attendant : Has he been prepped?
Dr. Hoffman : Ready to go. Who signs for him?
Man Attendant : Ah, I do.
Dr. Hoffman : Outside.
Man Attendant : [to Woman Attendant] Check him out.
Man Attendant : [Outside Michael's room] I'd assume Dr. Loomis'd be here. Michael Myers is still his patient.
Dr. Hoffman : If Loomis read memos, he'd be here. Fortunately, his position is more ceremonial than medical. And with Myers gone, my hope is that he'll either transfer, retire... or die.
[Hands copy of slip to Male Attendant]
Woman Attendant : Alright! Let's move him.