The Last House on the Left
1972
Estelle Collingwood: Mari tells me you're from Manhattan. What does your father do? Phyllis Stone: Oh, my parents are in the iron and steal business. Estelle Collingwood: Iron and steel both together? How unusual. Phyllis Stone: Well, my mother irons and my father steals.
(Krug is trying to get his girlfriend to have sex with him) Krug Stillo: Why don't you lay back and enjoy being inferior?
Fred "Weasel" Podowski: How'd we get into the sex crime business anyway? My brother, Saul, a plumber, makes twice as much money as I do and gets three weeks vacation too.
Krug Stillo: We don't wanna off someone first night out. I mean, it'd be a shame to get this floor all messed up with blood.
Mari: The leaves are really beautiful. Phyllis Stone: Yup, their really starting to change, I guess winters comin' on! Mari: Yup, Hey! I changed this winter! Phyllis Stone: What do you mean you changed? Mari: I mean my breast filled out! (Phyllis laughs) Mari: I mean they were nothing last summer! Phyllis Stone: I didn't know you last summer! Mari: Well, they have! Phyllis Stone: Well, congratulations!
Krug Stillo: Piss your pants! Phyllis Stone: What? Krug Stillo: I said "Piss your pants"! Phyllis Stone: You sick mother!
Krug Stillo: (to his son) Listen to daddy. I want you to take the gun, and I want you to put it in your mouth, and I want you to turn around and blow your brains out. Blow your brains out, BLOW YOUR BRAINS OUT!
Fred "Weasel" Podowski: I wonder what the meanest, foulest, rottenest, woodsiest sex crime ever was? Hey, Krug, what do you think the sex crime of the century was?
Sheriff: How'd you like me to put my boot up your ass... sideways?