Friday the 13th Part VI: Jason Lives
1986
Deputy Rick: Megan, don't clown around. Megan: I'm not the one with the funny red nose.
Tommy: The only way to kill Jason is to send him back to his original resting place where he drowned in 1957. Megan: Lake Forest Green. Tommy: Crystal Lake.
Tyen: You know what I think? I think we're dead meat. (a little later on, after hearing Megan screaming) REAL dead meat. Billy: So, what were you gonna be when you grew up?
Allen Hawes: You just have to see that Jason's dead, right? Seeing his corpse ain't gonna stop your hallucinations! Tommy: Seeing it won't, but destroying it will. Jason belongs in Hell - and I'm gonna see to it that he gets there.
Tommy: I went to go cremate Jason but I fucked up! Deputy Rick: You got that right.
Lizabeth: I've seen enough horror movies to know any weirdo wearing a mask is never friendly.
Tommy: Don't shoot, please! Sheriff Garris: You in show business, kid? You sure know how to make an entrance. Tommy: Listen, Jason is alive! He killed my friend... Sheriff Garris: You better slow down, kid. You already almost got your head blown off. Tommy: Will you listen, dammit? Sheriff Garris: Don't piss me off or I really will repaint this office with your brains!
Nancy: Is he killed?
Martin: Shitheads couldn't even stick him back in right. Why'd they have to go and dig up Jason? (looks at the camera) Martin: Some folks sure got a strange idea of entertainment.
Tommy: You have me where you want me. There's no reason... Sheriff Garris: If I had you where I wanted you, they'd be pumping your ass full of formaldehyde.
Deputy Rick: This kid really wants us to believe his story. Sheriff Garris: That's not what worries me. It's how far he'll go to actually prove it. (Tommy suddenly turns off road) Fucking-A! What did I tell you? Hit the noise and the cherries.
Sheriff Garris: That's my daughter's car. Officer Pappas: How do you want us to proceed? Sheriff Garris: With extreme care, asshole! If the kid's with her, there's every good chance he'll try to do something crazy. Tommy: (In the car; to Megan) Please don't do anything crazy.
Tommy: Jason's not in his grave! Hawes is. Dig it up! You gotta dig it up! You gotta dig it up! Martin: Dig him up? Does he think I'm a fart-head?
Martin: (to his liquor bottle) Darling, you're going to be the death of me. But what a lovely way to go, huh? (tosses the bottle behind him - Jason catches it and stabs Martin with it)
Sheriff Garris: That, what we call it in the books, is screwing the pooch! Iron this punk!
Darren: We're going to scare him. Lizabeth: We're going to scare him? Darren: That's right just drive towards him. He'll move. Nobody wants to die. Lizabeth: Well, that's a freakin' fact. Least of all us. Darren: Will you just drive? He'll get out of our way. (she drives up to Jason and stops and Jason doesn't move) Lizabeth: Yeah. That really scared the shit out of him.
Officer Pappas: Hey, hey, what are you doing running around out here? Now you go on back to bed. Nancy: No! No, no, there's a scary man! Officer Pappas: Aww, what scary man? (Jason appears)
Sheriff Garris: Holler if you see anything. Officer Pappas: Like what? Sheriff Garris: Anything that don't belong.
Sissy Baker: You mean the Jason of Camp Blood? Tommy: Yes. Sheriff Garris: No.