Halloween H20: 20 Years Later
1998
Laurie Strode: How about you? Are you tired of my bullshit? Will Brennan: I'm a counselor; I'm attracted to it.
Will Brennan: What should I do? Laurie Strode: Try to live.
Tony: Hasn't anyone ever told you that second-hand smoke kills? Nurse Marion: Yeah, but they're all dead.
Laurie Strode: My brother killed my sister. Will Brennan: How did he do that? Laurie Strode: With a really big, sharp kitchen knife.
Norma Watson: Oh. Miss Tate. I didn't mean to make you jump. It's Halloween. I guess everyone's entitled to one good scare. Laurie Strode: I've had my share.
John: Mom, I am not responsible for you. That's it, I've had enough. I can't take it anymore mom. He's dead. Michael Myers is dead.
John: Because today is the day. I can feel it. Today is the day you are going to realize that I am seventeen years old and your overprotection and paranoia is inhibiting my growing process.
John: If you want to stay handcuffed to your dead brother, that's fine. But your not dragging me along. Not anymore.
John: It just occured to me today that I've never celebrated Halloween before. Molly: And why's that? John: Oh, we've got a psychotic serial killer in the family who loves to butcher people on Halloween, and I just thought it in bad taste to celebrate.
Laurie Strode: Okay, John. I know that you get your smart mouth from my side of the family, so I'll cut you a break.
(about shoplifting a bottle of alcoholic drink) John: I can't believe we're doing this. Charlie: Desperate measures. John: It's illegal. Charlie: It's harmless and expected.
Sarah: Okay Charlie, no sex kinks till I've eaten.
Sarah: Paging Inconsiderate: Party of One. Okay Charlie, no sex games till I've eaten.
(Holding a Hockey Stick) Jimmy Howell: Jimmy's been suspended five times this year all ready for gettin' a little crazy with the stick.
Ronny: Ah, Fuck Me Shit.
(to John Tate) Charlie Devereaux: You're an Oedipal enabler.
Laurie Strode: My name's not Keri Tate. Will Brennan: Oooh, what is it? Laurie Strode: Laurie Strode. Will Brennan: (laughs) Strode?
(Fitz decides to contact Haddonfield about Michael Myers) Det. Matt Sampson: All right, you tell 'em to look for a guy with a cane and Alzheimer's. Fitz: The guy would be younger than I am, okay? I was 15 when he killed his sister back in '63.