Sidney Prescott: But this is life. This isn't a movie.
Billy: Sure it is, Sid. It's all a movie. It's all one great big movie. Only you can pick your genre.

Sidney Prescott: How do you gut someone?
Stu: You take a knife and you slit 'em from groin to sternum.
Billy: Hey. It's called tact, you fuck-rag.

Sidney Prescott: Fuck you.
Billy: We've already played that game, remember? You lost.

What's the matter Sidney? You look like you've seen a ghost.


Stuart: As if.
Randy: Oh, really, Alicia?

If you were the only suspect in a senseless bloodbath - would you be standing in the horror section?


If I'm right about this, I could save a man's life. Do you know what that would do for my book sales?


Billy and his penis don't deserve you.


Sidney, how does it feel to be almost brutally butchered? People want to know. They have a right to know! How does it feel?


Look, Kenny, I know you're about fifty pounds overweight, but when I say hurry, please interpret that as MOVE YOUR FAT TUB OF LARD ASS NOW!


Gale: Jesus, the camera, hurry!
Kenny: My name isn't Jesus.

Stuart: I wanna see breasts. I wanna see Jamie Lee's breasts. When do we see Jamie Lee's breasts?
Randy: Breasts? Not until "Trading Places" in 1983. Jamie Lee was always a virgin in horror movies. She didn't show her tits 'til she went legits.

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