Paul: It's him, Danny. He's here!

Jenny: Let me guess... you guys are the local badasses?

Danny: That's right.

Jenny: Well, no offense, but I've seen a lot badder.

Paul: What is it?

Peter: I don't know. Ask Marcy; she knows all about this witch shit.

Marcie: Don't ask me; this stuff is way beyond Ouija boards.

Miss. Osie: You will die! You all will die! Miss Osie curses every one of you to the vengeance of Pumpkinhead!

[Phone conversation]

Jenny: Look, I gotta go. I'll see you after school tomorrow, all right?

Danny: You sure you don't want me to come over there later tonight and tuck you in?

Jenny: No, at least not tonight.

Danny: (chuckles lasciviously) All right.

Jenny: Bye.

Mayor Bubba: Let me put it this way. The Loch Ness Monster, the Abominable Snowman, Bigfoot? That stuff is big business! The way I see it, this thing could put us on the map. Now, I've got a couple of guys from the National Enquirer all set to...

Sean Braddock: People have died here, you know! You *do* know that, don't you?

Mayor Bubba: Tragedy, ain't it? Well, so's the budget of this here town.