Fright Night Quotes
A teenager suspects that his new neighbor is a vampire.
Ginger: Good show tonight right, baby-cakes?
Peter Vincent: You were late again on the "Devil's Torture Chamber".
Ginger: I have something for you, look.
[she gives him the middle finger]
Ginger: You were early again. In the bedroom.
Peter Vincent: Fuck you!
Ginger: I will fuck myself. Someone's gotta do it.
Peter Vincent: You were late again on the "Devil's Torture Chamber".
Ginger: I have something for you, look.
[she gives him the middle finger]
Ginger: You were early again. In the bedroom.
Peter Vincent: Fuck you!
Ginger: I will fuck myself. Someone's gotta do it.
Charley Brewster: You read way too much Twilight.
'Evil' Ed Thompson: That's fiction, okay. This is real. He's a real monster and he's not brooding, or lovesick, or noble. He's the fucking shark from Jaws. He kills, he feeds, and he doesn't stop until everybody around him is dead. And I seriously am so angry you think I read Twilight.
'Evil' Ed Thompson: That's fiction, okay. This is real. He's a real monster and he's not brooding, or lovesick, or noble. He's the fucking shark from Jaws. He kills, he feeds, and he doesn't stop until everybody around him is dead. And I seriously am so angry you think I read Twilight.
'Evil' Ed Thompson: I really hate to be the one to tell you this, but that guy, your neighbor; yeah, he's a vampire man.
Charley Brewster: My neighbor?
'Evil' Ed Thompson: Yeah.
Charley Brewster: Next door?
'Evil' Ed Thompson: Yeah.
Charley Brewster: Jerry. I just met him.
'Evil' Ed Thompson: Okay. Jerry.
Charley Brewster: That is a terrible vampire name. Jerry?
'Evil' Ed Thompson: I didn't name him, man. I'm just reporting the facts.
Charley Brewster: My neighbor?
'Evil' Ed Thompson: Yeah.
Charley Brewster: Next door?
'Evil' Ed Thompson: Yeah.
Charley Brewster: Jerry. I just met him.
'Evil' Ed Thompson: Okay. Jerry.
Charley Brewster: That is a terrible vampire name. Jerry?
'Evil' Ed Thompson: I didn't name him, man. I'm just reporting the facts.
Jerry Dandrige: This girl tonight. She's a handful, you know? Women who look a certain way, they... they need to be managed. It's true. Your dad ducked out on you, huh? Your mom, she didn't exactly say, but there's a kind of... neglect. Gives off a scent. You don't mind my saying, you got a lot on your shoulders for a kid. The two of you, alone. And your girl... Amy. She's ripe. I bet there's a line of guys dying to pluck that. Your mom, too. You don't see it. Maybe you do, but she's putting it out. It's on you to look after them. You up for that, guy?
Charley Brewster: I think I can manage.
Jerry Dandrige: Good. Because there's a lot of bad people out there, Charley. Everyone's got to look after his own business.
Charley Brewster: I think I can manage.
Jerry Dandrige: Good. Because there's a lot of bad people out there, Charley. Everyone's got to look after his own business.
Charley Brewster: You think if you live and we all die, you'll be able to get us out of your head?
Peter Vincent: No, I know I won't. I never could after the first time. So I told myself that I made it up. I was a kid. Figured it was easier to believe in monsters.
Charley Brewster: Made what up?
Peter Vincent: The vampire that killed my parents, but not me. You think I collected all this stuff because it was bitching?
Peter Vincent: No, I know I won't. I never could after the first time. So I told myself that I made it up. I was a kid. Figured it was easier to believe in monsters.
Charley Brewster: Made what up?
Peter Vincent: The vampire that killed my parents, but not me. You think I collected all this stuff because it was bitching?
Peter Vincent: Mrs. Brewster. My God, the phone lines have been cut.
[Evil Ed arises from under the bed sheets with a wig on]
Evil Ed: I know.
[giggling]
Evil Ed: I DID IT!
Peter Vincent: Where is Charley's mother?
Evil Ed: [removes the wig] Oh, well, she's working nights. BUT!... she left a note.
[He chuckles like a speed freak as he removes the note from his pocket. He reads it]
Evil Ed: Mmmmmm mmm! His dinner... is in the oven!
[Evil Ed arises from under the bed sheets with a wig on]
Evil Ed: I know.
[giggling]
Evil Ed: I DID IT!
Peter Vincent: Where is Charley's mother?
Evil Ed: [removes the wig] Oh, well, she's working nights. BUT!... she left a note.
[He chuckles like a speed freak as he removes the note from his pocket. He reads it]
Evil Ed: Mmmmmm mmm! His dinner... is in the oven!
Charley Brewster: [entering Peter's penthouse and seeing his artifacts] Wow. This is all his stuff?
Ginger: He started collecting tarots and Ouijas. Gateway stuff. Now scholars, they call him for answers. Those books, the forgotten texts, the Agrippa. He's read them all.
[Charley tries to touch an item]
Ginger: No, no. Don't touch anything. He's PMS-y today. Sensitive little girl. Over there, that's haunted antiques. Cursed stuff! And that's... that's Peter's honorary degree from LVSU. But he got it off the internet.
Ginger: He started collecting tarots and Ouijas. Gateway stuff. Now scholars, they call him for answers. Those books, the forgotten texts, the Agrippa. He's read them all.
[Charley tries to touch an item]
Ginger: No, no. Don't touch anything. He's PMS-y today. Sensitive little girl. Over there, that's haunted antiques. Cursed stuff! And that's... that's Peter's honorary degree from LVSU. But he got it off the internet.
'Evil' Ed Thompson: You want me to go tell your pals how well we really know each other? The LEGO contests, the Farscape conventions, the costumes?
Charley Brewster: Please, stop.
'Evil' Ed Thompson: Or how about that one time you took my Stretch Armstrong so you could tie it around your balls and jerk off for an hour?
Charley Brewster: Please, stop.
'Evil' Ed Thompson: Or how about that one time you took my Stretch Armstrong so you could tie it around your balls and jerk off for an hour?
[two bouncers take away Charley and Amy]
Club Rate Bouncer #2: I got him!
Jerry Dandrige: He's mine.
Club Rate Bouncer #1: You want chicken, man, you go someplace else.
Jerry Dandrige: Out of my way!
Club Rate Bouncer #1: Move me!
[Jerry's hand changes, his eyes glow red, and reveals a set of fangs]
Club Rate Bouncer #1: LEON!
Club Rate Bouncer #2: I got him!
Jerry Dandrige: He's mine.
Club Rate Bouncer #1: You want chicken, man, you go someplace else.
Jerry Dandrige: Out of my way!
Club Rate Bouncer #1: Move me!
[Jerry's hand changes, his eyes glow red, and reveals a set of fangs]
Club Rate Bouncer #1: LEON!
Billy Cole: Well, what do we have here? Vampire-killers?
[Billy begins to ascend up the stairs, and Peter draws his gun]
Peter Vincent: Stop... Stop, or I'll shoot.
[Billy ignores him and continues to walk up the stairs]
Peter Vincent: I'm warning you. Don't force me to shoot!
[Billy still ignores him, and Peter shoots him point blank in the head. His body collides down the stairs as Jerry begins to sneak up behind Charley and Peter. Charley turns around and draws out his cross]
Charley Brewster: STOP!
[Jerry covers his eyes, whimpering]
Charley Brewster: We have him.
[Jerry removes his arm from his eyes and looks down at Billy's body at the bottom of the steps]
Jerry Dandrige: Do you?
[Jerry smiles and retreats; Charley and Peter are confused]
Charley Brewster: What did he mean by that?
Peter Vincent: Nothing! He was just bluffing.
[Behind them, Billy rises... from the dead!]
[Billy begins to ascend up the stairs, and Peter draws his gun]
Peter Vincent: Stop... Stop, or I'll shoot.
[Billy ignores him and continues to walk up the stairs]
Peter Vincent: I'm warning you. Don't force me to shoot!
[Billy still ignores him, and Peter shoots him point blank in the head. His body collides down the stairs as Jerry begins to sneak up behind Charley and Peter. Charley turns around and draws out his cross]
Charley Brewster: STOP!
[Jerry covers his eyes, whimpering]
Charley Brewster: We have him.
[Jerry removes his arm from his eyes and looks down at Billy's body at the bottom of the steps]
Jerry Dandrige: Do you?
[Jerry smiles and retreats; Charley and Peter are confused]
Charley Brewster: What did he mean by that?
Peter Vincent: Nothing! He was just bluffing.
[Behind them, Billy rises... from the dead!]
Jerry Dandrige: Now we wouldn't want to wake your mother, would we Charley? 'Cause then I'd have to kill her too, RIGHT?
[Dandrige throws Charley across his room and picks him up by the throat]
Jerry Dandrige: Do you realize how much trouble you've caused me, Charley? Spying on me. Almost disturbing my sleep this afternoon. Telling policemen about me! You deserve to die, boy. Of course... I can give you something I don't have. It's a choice. Forget about me, Charley. Forget about me, and I'll forget about you. What do you say, Charley?
[Charley pulls out a small cross from his pocket, but Dandridge catches him and twists it from Charley's hand before he can raise it to Dandridge's face]
Jerry Dandrige: Fool!
[Dandrige throws Charley across his room and picks him up by the throat]
Jerry Dandrige: Do you realize how much trouble you've caused me, Charley? Spying on me. Almost disturbing my sleep this afternoon. Telling policemen about me! You deserve to die, boy. Of course... I can give you something I don't have. It's a choice. Forget about me, Charley. Forget about me, and I'll forget about you. What do you say, Charley?
[Charley pulls out a small cross from his pocket, but Dandridge catches him and twists it from Charley's hand before he can raise it to Dandridge's face]
Jerry Dandrige: Fool!
