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An evil, sadistic Leprechaun goes on a killing rampage in search of his beloved pot of gold.
Leprechaun: Try as they will, and try as they might, who steals me gold won't live through the night.
Alex: Hey, Lep! Fuck you, lucky charms!
Leprechaun: Little girls shouldn't look for four leaf clovers.
Tory: [Gasps] God! Nathan, that was no fuckin' bear.
Leprechaun: You only got away because me powers are weak! I NEED ME GOLD!
Deputy Tripet: Say, aren't we a little young to be out this late? Leprechaun: No, I'm 600 years old.
[last lines] Leprechaun: I'll not rest till I have me gold. Curse this well that me soul shall dwell, till I find me magic that breaks me spell.
Daniel O'Grady: Burn in hell, you little green bastard!
Alex: We're rich, you know what this means? Ozzie: Yeah, I can buy comics every week. Alex: Yeah, but you know what else? Ozzie: What else? Alex: We can get you an operation. Ozzie: For what? Alex: To make you smart, see we can go to the hospital and have them operate and fix your brain!
Ozzie: What are you? Leprechaun: What do I look like, me lad? See the hat? The buckles on me shoes? Why, I'm a Leprechaun!
Leprechaun: [singing while bouncing a pogo stick on a man's chest] This old Lep, he played one. He played pogo on his lung.
Leprechaun: Where's ME gold?
Ozzie: Oh no, I just swallowed the old coin! Alex: Nice going Jaws.
Ozzie: I think someone broke into the house. Alex: No shit, Sherlock.
Leprechaun: Have you seen a crock of gold lyin' around? [Ozzie shakes his head] Leprechaun: Tell me or I'll bite your ear off, and I'll make a boot out of it.
Ozzie: Help. Help. It's happening. The attack is on. O'Grady farm. Uh, send help. The leprechaun is attacking. Army, navy, guns, marines, and we're gunna need some medicine.
Ozzie: Don't cut yourself on any of this old rusty metal. If you do, it will make your jaw lock shut.
Tory: That thing is a leprechaun and we've gotta find a way to stop it!
