Trish: [Darry wants to climb down in the pipe leading to the Creeper's House of Pain] You know the part in scary movies when somebody does something really stupid, and everybody hates them for it? This is it.
Trish: [after being attacked] What the hell was that guy's problem?
Darry: My first guess?
[Sitcks his head out the window]
Darry: *Inbreeding*!
[Trish and Darry pull up at the Cat Lady's house]
Darry: Come on, Trish, look at this place. Let's just keep going. I mean it, come on.
Trish: You don't wanna get help?
Darry: Help from who?
Trish: Let's just use the phone.
Darry: And call who?
Trish: I
don't know.
Darry: And tell them what?
Trish: I don't know!
Darry: "Hey, bum-fuck police, I'm being chased by a guy who likes to pull tongues out of severed heads with his teeth. Is there a special extension for that?"
Trish: [Darry's cell phone las a low battery] The point of having a portable phone, idiot, is so that it works when you need it.
Darry: I hace a power cable for it.
Trish: Yeah, and I have a cigarette lighter *that doesn't work*!
Darry: Goddamn it! What did I say? My car! We should've taken my car!
Jezelle Gay Hartman: [to Trish and Darry] You've got something it likes... one of you.
Trish: We were just attacked, Darry!
Darry: And you don't even want to find out why?