That woman was a slut-bag whore who flashed her shit all over town like she was Sharon Stone or something.


Stuart: See it's a fun game Sidney. We ask you questions and if you get one wrong, BOO-GAH, you die.
Billy: You get one right, you die.

Sidney Prescott: You know, if, if I was wrong about Cotton Weary, then the killer's still out there.
Tatum: Don't go there, Sid. You're starting to sound like some Wes Carpenter flick or something. Don't freak yourself out, okay? We've got a long night ahead of us.

Deputy Dewey Riley: He's my superior!
Tatum: Janitor is your superior.

Casey: Listen asshole!
Phone Voice: No you listen to me you little bitch! You hang up on me again and I'll gut you like a fish!

He chose you, honey! From all the women in the world to be the mother of his only living son!

Minnie Castevet

Pregnant women are supposed to gain, not lose weight!

Edward "Hutch" Hutchins

Witches... All of them witches!

Rosemary Woodhouse

To 1966! The year one!

Roman Castevet

That's odd!

Mr. Nicklas

We're your friends, Rosemary. There's nothing to be scared about. Honest and truly there isn't!

Mrs. Gilmore

Grace Cardiff: He told me to make sure and tell you: the name is an anagram.

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