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Laurie Strode, now the dean of a Northern California private school with an assumed name, must battle the Shape one last time and now the life of her own son hangs in the balance.
Tony: Hasn't anyone ever told you that second-hand smoke kills? Nurse Marion: Yeah, but they're all dead.
[During the opening credits, Dr. Sam Loomis can be heard saying a line from the original "Halloween"] Dr. Samuel 'Sam' Loomis: I met him fifteen years ago. I was told there was nothing left. No reason, no conscience, no understanding, even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, good or evil, right or wrong. I met this six-year-old child, with this blank, pale, emotionless face and the blackest eyes... the devil's eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach him, and then another seven trying to keep him locked up because I realized that what was living behind that boy's eyes was purely and simply... evil.
Laurie Strode: My brother killed my sister. Will Brennan: How did he do that? Laurie Strode: With a really big, sharp kitchen knife.
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: I'm not who you think I am. Will Brennan: Okay. Who are you? Laurie Strode: My name's not Kerri Tate. Will Brennan: Oooh. What is it? Laurie Strode: Laurie Strode. Will Brennan: Strode? Laurie Strode: Strode. I changed my name when I went into hiding. Will Brennan: Oh, I like that. That's like... like... like the Witness Protection Program. What did you, like, rat out the mob, or something? Laurie Strode: My brother killed my sister... when she was 17. Will Brennan: Well, that's... suck-y. How'd he do that? Laurie Strode: With a really big, sharp kitchen knife. Will Brennan: That's terrible. Take off your clothes. Laurie Strode: You said you'd listen. Will Brennan: Okay. Laurie Strode: They locked him up for a long time, but he got out and... he came after me. But I got away. But he killed a lot of my friends. It happened -... Laurie Strode, Will Brennan: Laurie Strode: You've heard the story. Will Brennan: Who hasn't? Michael Myers. It's like 20 years ago, right? Laurie Strode: 1978. Will Brennan: And the girl that... What happened to the sister? She died, right? Laurie Strode: No. She faked her death... and, now, she's the head mistress of a very posh, secluded private school in Northern California. Will Brennan: What? Laurie Strode: Hoping and praying every year... that her brother won't find her. Will Brennan: You're telling me the truth? Laurie Strode: Now, do you want a drink?
Laurie Strode: [it's just her and Michael left at the school] MICHAEEEEL!
Will Brennan: What should I do? Laurie Strode: Try to live.
Laurie Strode: How about you? Are you tired of my bullshit? Will Brennan: I'm a counselor; I'm attracted to it.
[Laurie, Will and the kids have just survived from Michael] Will Brennan: Who was that? Laurie Strode: My brother.
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.
Sarah: Paging Inconsiderate: Party of One. Okay Charlie, no sex games till I've eaten.
Ronny: Ah, Fuck Me Shit.
John: If you want to stay handcuffed to your dead brother, that's fine. But you're not dragging me along. Not anymore.
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.
[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.
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.
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: [His mother won't let him go away on an overnight school camping trip] Dad would let me go. Laurie Strode: Well, *Dad* is an abusive, chain smoking, methadone addict. John: Who would attract someone like that? Laurie Strode: Ouch. John: And to think *he* left *you*! Laurie Strode: John! I know you get your smart mouth from my side of the family. But point check, you're going too far!
[Holding a Hockey Stick] Jimmy Howell: Jimmy's been suspended five times this year already for gettin' a little crazy with the STICK.
Laurie Strode: My name's not Keri Tate. Will Brennan: Oooh, what is it? Laurie Strode: Laurie Strode. Will Brennan: [laughs] Strode?
[to John Tate] Charlie Devereaux: You're an Oedipal enabler.
Sarah: Okay Charlie, no sex kinks till I've eaten.