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A brother and sister driving home for spring break encounter a flesh-eating creature in the isolated countryside that is on the last day of its ritualistic eating spree.
Trish: [after being attacked] What the hell was that guy's problem? Darry: My first guess? [Sitcks his head out the window] Darry: *Inbreeding*!
The Cat Lady: [Sees the Creeper on a post in her field] That's not my scarecrow.
Trish: [Darry wants to climb down in the pipe leading to the Creeper's House of Pain] You know the part in scary movies when somebody does something really stupid, and everybody hates them for it? This is it.
[after running over the Creeper] Darry: Is he dead? Trish: They never are.
Jezelle Gay Hartman: Every 23rd Spring, for 23 days, it gets to... eat. Darry: Eat? Jezelle Gay Hartman: You know what it eats and don't you make me tell you!
Darry: We pounded it to dust. Jezelle Gay Hartman: I think it's eaten too many hearts, for it's own to never stop!
[Trish and Darry pull up at the Cat Lady's house] Darry: Come on, Trish, look at this place. Let's just keep going. I mean it, come on. Trish: You don't wanna get help? Darry: Help from who? Trish: Let's just use the phone. Darry: And call who? Trish: I don't know. Darry: And tell them what? Trish: I don't know! Darry: "Hey, bum-fuck police, I'm being chased by a guy who likes to pull tongues out of severed heads with his teeth. Is there a special extension for that?"
Trish: [Darry's cell phone las a low battery] The point of having a portable phone, idiot, is so that it works when you need it. Darry: I hace a power cable for it. Trish: Yeah, and I have a cigarette lighter *that doesn't work*! Darry: Goddamn it! What did I say? My car! We should've taken my car!
Darry: She did lose her head that night, Trish, and you wanna know what he did for her? He sewed it back on.
Darry: He dumped something down that pipe. Trish: Wrapped in a sheet. Darry: Wrapped in rope and a sheet. Trish: Wrapped in rope and a sheet with red stains... just get us out of here!
Darry: We have to get out of here. Trish: No, let's stay and feed the birds.
Trish: Christ, do you think they even have a phone? Darry: I'm guessing no phones and a lot of guns.
Jezelle Gay Hartman: [Trish answers the phone at the diner] Have you seen the cats yet? Trish: What? Jezelle Gay Hartman: Cats, lots of them, have you seen them yet? You and your brother? Trish: Me and my brother? Jezelle Gay Hartman: You and Darry!
The Cat Lady: You got ten seconds to get your ass out of my yard, and don't think I'm gonna tell ya twice! Trish: Get the hell away from him. Darry: What are you doing, Trish? Trish: Get the hell away from him!
Trish: When was the last time you changed your socks?
Jezelle Gay Hartman: [to Trish and Darry] You've got something it likes... one of you.
The Cat Lady: What the hell did you bring into my house?
Trish: The first time I heard that story, I used to think this would be the road I'd die on.
Trish: We were just attacked, Darry! Darry: And you don't even want to find out why?