Kirsty is brought to an institution after the death of her family, where the occult-obsessive head resurrects Julia and unleashes the Cenobites once again.

Pinhead: Your suffering will be legendary, even in hell!
Channard Cenobite: The doctor is in.
Tiffany: [speaking for the first time] Holy shit!
Channard Cenobite: And to think... I hesitated.
Pinhead: It is not hands that summon us. It is desire.
Julia Cotton: Kirsty... you have surprisingly good taste in men. They didn't tell you, did they? They've changed the rules of the fairy tale. I'm no longer just the wicked stepmother. Now I'm the evil queen. So come on!
Kirsty Cotton: [Screaming] Nooooo!
Julia Cotton: Take your best shot, Snow White!
Channard Cenobite: Ah, good. A fight.
Dr. Philip Channard: [while operating a brain in front of a class of students] The mind is a labyrinth, ladies and gentlemen, a puzzle. And while the paths of the brain are plainly visible, its ways deceptively apparent, its destinations are unknown. Its secrets still secret. And, if we are honest, it is the lure of the labyrinth that draws us to our chosen field to unlock those secrets. Others have been here before us and have left us signs, but we, as explorers of the mind, must devote our lives and energies to going further to tread the unknown corridors in order to find ultimately, the final solution. We have to see, we have to know...
Kyle MacRae: I'll get your clothes. I can do that. I'm a doctor.
[as Dr. Channard is transformed into a Cenobite]
Julia Cotton: It wanted souls, and I brought it you. You wanted to know. Now you know. And I wanted everything. Now everybody's happy. Goodbye, Doctor.
Skinless Julia: Now all we need... is skin.
Channard Cenobite: I recommend... amputation!
Julia Cotton: [to Frank] Nothing personal, babe!
Julia Cotton: Oh, you poor boy. You look awful. Come here. Come to mother. What's your name?
Kyle MacRae: Kyle...
Julia Cotton: I'm Julia.
Pinhead: Ah, no more boxes, Kirsty?
Female Cenobite: No more teasing, Kirsty, it's time to play.
Pinhead: Time to play...
Kirsty Cotton: Wait!
Pinhead: No more deals child, it is your flesh we want to experience, not your skill at bargaining.
Kirsty Cotton: No deals, just information, just information!
Pinhead: Go on... but trick us again child, and your suffering will be legendary even in Hell!
Pinhead: [Kirsty hands Pinhead picture of Capt. Spencer] What's this?...
[looks at picture]
Pinhead: Someone else you think escaped us, like Frank?
Kirsty Cotton: He didn't escape, he's you!
Pinhead: [pauses] Nonsense, I...
Kirsty Cotton: It is you! You weren't always this way, you were human once. You were all human! Remember your fear, your confusion!
Female Cenobite: Enough!
Pinhead: [to Female] Wait!... I remember...
Pinhead: Ah, Kirsty. We thought we lost you.
Female Cenobite: So sweet of you to come back.
Pinhead: How can it send us back, child? We're already here... and so are you!
[Pinhead transforms the box into the Leviathan Configuration]
Kirsty Cotton: I didn't open the box!
Female Cenobite: "Didn't open the box." And what was it last time, "Didn't know what the box was?" And yet, we do keep finding each other, don't we?
Pinhead: Oh, Kirsty. So eager to play, so reluctant to admit it.
Female Cenobite: Perhaps you're teasing us. Are you teasing us?
Kirsty Cotton: I've come for my father!
[the Cenobites laugh at that]
Pinhead: But he is in his own Hell, child, and quite unreachable.
Kirsty Cotton: I don't believe you!
Pinhead: But it's true. He is in his own Hell, just as you are in yours.
Kirsty Cotton: And what about you?
Pinhead: We have no more surprises.
Female Cenobite: We've always been here.
Pinhead: But please, feel free, explore. We have eternity to know your flesh.