Chas:
I shouldn't have left her.
Wade Parent:
Nothing would have changed. He would have taken you out too. I talked to her... she called me when she got back here. She could hear the engine coming down the street.
[
choking back the tears]
Wade Parent:
She was so frightened. I don't know... I don't know.
Luke:
I know why he didn't go into the cemetery.
[
Wade turns to look at Luke]
Luke:
I know why. There's no other reason... the ground... was hallowed.
[
Wade gives Luke a skeptical glare]
Luke:
That's what I say... but you think about it. Everything that's happened... what it did to the guys, and how.
[
Wade turns and walks out of the house]
Luke:
Everybody else was killed on the street! Lauren was killed in the middle of her own living room! She was special... why? Because she cursed him, that's why!
Wade Parent:
I don't believe it, I don't accept it.
Luke:
Wade, that car flew into that house four feet off the ground. And how did he know where she lived?
Wade Parent:
Keep the road blocks up, get all the other guys. Get 'em down at the station right away.
Everett:
[
addressing his officers] So look... I want everybody out on the streets. I want you to remember... a young man was killed today, passing through our town... and I don't like it... I don't like it at all. Goodbye.
Wade Parent:
Yeah... yeah, ten years of giving out traffic tickets, and all this in one day!
Donna:
Wade... there's something I... I wanna tell you about last night. Well, the old lady... well, Chas, he didn't translate everything that she said.
Wade Parent:
What do you mean?
Donna:
Well, uh... she said... there was no driver in the car.
Chas:
[
to Lauren, as they drive past his mobile home] Just checkin' the tipi.
Amos Clements:
[
complaining about Morris' french horn] If I hear another sound out of that thing, I'll ram it so far up your ass you'll be farting music for a year.
John Morris:
[
thoughtfully considering the idea] Wouldn't that be fantastic? Farting music!
Everett:
[
to Wade] As your father once said to me....
[
pauses a moment]
Everett:
[
Wade's looking at him interested] Forget it, I would have made it up anyway!
Wade Parent:
Whatever happened to last Thursday? I had it made last Thursday.
Everett:
Are you gonna stand there philosophizing, or are you gonna buy me a drink? You're not smart enough to do both.
Lauren:
[
taunting the car's unseen driver] Hey, you! Why don't you get outta your big ugly car, huh? We'd like to see what you look like. I'd like to see what a creep like you looks like!
[
the car angrily drives around in circles and then stops]
Lauren:
Well, come on, come on, get outta your car, huh? Let us all see what a lunatic son of a bitch you are! Come on, crawl out! I'll let you crawl out! Oh, I got your story now! I see! As long as you're in your car, you're big, and you're bad! Come on, buddy, let me tell you something. You know what you are? A chicken!
[
the car angrily revs its engine]
Lauren:
You're a chickenshit! Scum of the Earth, son of a bitch!
[
she hurls a tree branch at the car]
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