Evil Dead 2

Quotes


"Legend has it that it was written by the Dark Ones. Necronomicon ex Mortis, roughly translated, "Book of the Dead".  The book served as a passageway to the evil worlds beyond.  It was written long ago.  When the seas ran red with blood.  It was this blood that was used to ink the book.  In the year 1300 AD, the book disappeared."

"Are you sure it's deserted?"
"Oh yeah... I think so."

"Hey, what do you say we have some champagne hey baby?"

"After all, I'm a man and you're a woman, at least last time I checked."

"This is Professor Raymond Knowby, Department of Ancient History, log entry number two.  I believe I have made a significant find in the Castle of Candar.  Having journeyed there with my wife Henrietta, my daughter Annie and Associate Professor Ed Getly. It was in the rear chamber of the castle that we stumbled upon something remarkable.  Morturom Demonto, the "Book of the Dead".  My wife and I brought the book to this cabin where I could study it undisturbed.  It was here that I began the translations.  The book speaks of a spiritual presence.  A thing of evil that roams the forests and the dark bowers of man's domain.  It is through the recitation of the book's passages that this dark spirit is given license to possess the living.  Included here are the phonetic pronunciations of those passages.  "Cunda astratta montose eargrets gutt nos veratoos canda amantos canda"."

"Join us."

"What has he found in the Book of the Dead?"
"Probably nothing.  But just possibly, a doorway to another world."

"Even now we have your darling Linda's soul.  She suffers in torment."

"Your lover is mine and now she burns in Hell."

"I'm fine... I'm fine."
"I don't think so.  We just cut up our girlfriend with a chainsaw. Does that sound fine?"

"You bastards!  You dirty bastards! Give me back my hand! Give me back my haaaaand!!"

"Ah ha.  That's right.  Who's laughing now?  Who's laughing now?"

"Gotcha didn't I you little sucker?!"

"Old double barrel here... blow your butts to kingdom come.  See if we don't..."

"What the hell did you do to them?  What the hell did you do to them?"

"It's only been a few hours since I've translated and spoken aloud the first of the demon resurrection passages from the Book of the Dead."
"And now I fear that my wife has become host to a Candarian Demon.  May God forgive me for what I have unleashed unto this earth. Last night Henrietta tried to... kill me."
"It's now October 1st, 4:33 PM.  Henrietta is dead.  I could not bring myself to dismember her corpse.  But I dragged her down the steps... and I buried her.  I buried her in the cellar.  God help me, I buried her in the earthen floor of the fruit cellar."

"Let's get the fuck out of here."

"Come to sweet Henrietta."

"I'll swallow your soul."

"There's something out there. That... that witch in the cellar is only part of it. It lives...out in those woods, in the dark...something...something that's come back from the dead."

"Nobody's going out that door, not till daylight."

"Hush little baby don't say a word, Mama's going to by you a mocking bird. If that mocking bird don't sing,  Mama's going to buy you a diamond ring. If that diamond ring turns brass, Mama's going to buy you a looking glass."

"We are the things that were and shall be again. We want what is yours.  Life!"

"Dead by dawn. Dead by dawn."

"What the hell was that?"
"Maybe something trying to force its way into our world."
"It's in there."
"We'll all go in together."
"Hell no.  You're the curious one."

"Shit.  I told you there weren't nothing in here no how."

"Annie.  There is a dark spirit here that wants to destroy you.  Your salvation lies there.  In the pages of the book.  Recite the passages. Dispel the evil.  Save my soul.  And your own lives!"

"Jake.  You're holding my hand too tight."
"Baby, I ain't holding your hand."

"Here it is, two passages.  Recitation of this first passage will make this dark spirit manifest itself in the flesh."
"Why the hell would we want to do that?"

"Bunch of mumbo jumbo bullshit.  These pages don't mean squat."

"I'll blow your fucken head off."

"I'll swallow your soul.  I'll swallow your soul."
"Swallow this."

"Don't look Annie!  Finish the passages!  Get rid of it!"

"Slay the beast.  It is a deadite!"

"Hail he who has come from the skies to deliver us from the terrors of the deadites!"
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