‘ Oh, look. another glorious morning. makes me sick! ‘
‘ Must’ve been an imp. ‘
’ Bring to a full rolling bubble. Add two drops oil of boil.’
‘ I got him. I knew I smelled a boy! ‘
‘ Boys will love me! ‘
‘ Let’s barbecue and fillet him. ‘
‘ Daughters of darkness! ‘
‘ Witches? Uh, there be no witches here, sir! ‘
‘ Don’t get your knickers in a twist! ‘
‘ Cat’s got my tongue. ‘
‘ This is– This is terribly uncomfortable. ‘
‘ Ah! Fools! All of you! ‘
‘ Gimme a break. ‘
‘ But everyone here knows that Halloween was invented by the candy companies. ‘
‘ It’s a conspiracy. ‘
‘ Not even on Halloween? ‘
‘ Especially not on Halloween. ‘
‘ Trick or treat. ‘
‘ I can’t believe you made me move here! ‘
‘ I scared you, I scared you! ‘
‘ Don’t be such a crab! ‘
‘ I’ll get lost! ‘
‘ it’s a full moon outside! The weirdos are out! ‘
‘ The old days are dead. ‘
‘ The bewitching hour is about to begin! ‘
‘ Isn’t that a scary witch? ‘
‘ Drop dead. Moron. ‘
‘ Ooh, tough guy! ‘
‘ Everybody pays the toll. ‘
‘ Stuff it, zitface. ‘
‘ You should’ve punched him. ‘
‘ He would’ve killed me. ‘
‘ At least you would’ve died like a man. ‘
‘ I love your costume. ‘
‘ you mean the Sanderson Sisters? ‘
‘ With tights, or it’s no deal. ‘
‘ Here’s the original cauldron. ‘
‘ This is the spell book of Winifred Sanderson. ‘
‘ The book is bound in human skin… ‘
‘ It’s the black fame candle. ‘
‘ Stupid cat! ‘
‘ It’s just a bunch of hocus pocus. ‘
‘ A virgin… lit the candle. ‘
‘ My curse worked perfectly! ‘
‘ That’s because thou art perfect. ‘
‘ I knew I left this cauldron on. ‘
‘ My lucky rat tail! ‘
‘ Oh, stay for supper. ‘
‘ so she poisoned him and sewed his mouth shut with a dull needle. ‘
‘ Huh. So the legends are true. ‘
‘ I hate Halloween. ‘
‘ Man, this is the worst night of the year. ‘
‘ What a pretty spider. ‘
‘ Dost thou comprehend? ‘
‘ Nice going, airhead. ‘
‘ I’ll be thy friend. ‘
‘ Come to Mommy! ‘
‘ They can’t touch us here, right? ‘
‘ Oh, cheese and crust! ‘
‘ Damn, damn, double damn! ‘
‘ I suggest we form a calming circle. ‘
‘ I am calm! ‘
‘ Thou art not being honest with thyself ‘
‘ Bubble, bubble, I’m in trouble. ‘
‘ anybody ever tell you you’re very easy on the eyes? ‘
‘ I hate it when that happens. ‘
‘ Don’t step on my tail! ‘
‘ would thou dance with me? ‘
‘ 'Tis the chocolate-covered finger of a man named Clark. ‘
‘ i put a spell on you ‘
‘ It is a prison for children. ‘
‘ It’s warm in here. ‘
‘ you were in the back, dancing idiotically. ‘
‘ My parents are gonna kill me. ‘
‘ Something’s not right. ‘
‘ you thundering oafs! ‘
‘ She really hurt my feelings. ‘
‘ just don’t breathe on me. ‘
‘ Go to hell! ‘
‘ Oh, I’ve been there, thank you. I found it quite lovely. ‘
‘ All right, you little trollimog. ‘
‘ This’ll teach ya to call people ugly! ‘
‘ I love you, jerkface. ‘