The Amityville Horror Quotes
Newlyweds are terrorized by demonic forces after moving into a large house that was the site of a grisly mass murder a year before.
Father Callaway: You know the doll with one eye that your daughter is holding?
Kathy Lutz: Yes, well...
Father Callaway: Well, that belonged to the little girl who lived here before you.
Kathy Lutz: Yes, it was left here.
Father Callaway: No, Mrs. Lutz, it was not left here.
Kathy Lutz: Father, what exactly are you trying to tell me?
Father Callaway: I knew the DeFeo's very well. I presided over their funeral. Jodie DeFeo was buried with that doll.
Kathy Lutz: Yes, well...
Father Callaway: Well, that belonged to the little girl who lived here before you.
Kathy Lutz: Yes, it was left here.
Father Callaway: No, Mrs. Lutz, it was not left here.
Kathy Lutz: Father, what exactly are you trying to tell me?
Father Callaway: I knew the DeFeo's very well. I presided over their funeral. Jodie DeFeo was buried with that doll.
Michael Lutz: Do I have to call you Dad, now?
George Lutz: Guess what?
Michael Lutz: What?
George Lutz: You can call me whatever you want.
Michael Lutz: Anything?
George Lutz: Yep.
Michael Lutz: Cool.
George Lutz: Anything.
Michael Lutz: Cool.
George Lutz: Yeah.
Michael Lutz: Um... Stinky?
George Lutz: Sure.
Michael Lutz: Poopy-head?
George Lutz: Yeah.
Michael Lutz: Crap-monkey-fart?
George Lutz: [laughing] Okay, we gotta draw the line somewhere, pal, that does it!
George Lutz: Guess what?
Michael Lutz: What?
George Lutz: You can call me whatever you want.
Michael Lutz: Anything?
George Lutz: Yep.
Michael Lutz: Cool.
George Lutz: Anything.
Michael Lutz: Cool.
George Lutz: Yeah.
Michael Lutz: Um... Stinky?
George Lutz: Sure.
Michael Lutz: Poopy-head?
George Lutz: Yeah.
Michael Lutz: Crap-monkey-fart?
George Lutz: [laughing] Okay, we gotta draw the line somewhere, pal, that does it!
Billy Lutz: How did he do it?
Michael Lutz: Do what?
Lisa: You are way too young to hear this. So cover your ears. And don't listen. A rifle. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! He went from room to room, splattering their heads as they slept. He killed his brothers in this very room. Right here... in these beds.
Michael Lutz: Do what?
Lisa: You are way too young to hear this. So cover your ears. And don't listen. A rifle. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! He went from room to room, splattering their heads as they slept. He killed his brothers in this very room. Right here... in these beds.
George Lutz: Uh... this, this is a mistake.
Realtor: How's that?
George Lutz: No, I mean your ad in the paper. Uh... this is a... It's gotta be a misprint, cause I'm a contractor, and I know what a place like this should cost. And, you know, if this is... Well, if this is true, then this is a... the deal of a lifetime.
Realtor: And what is wrong with that?
Realtor: How's that?
George Lutz: No, I mean your ad in the paper. Uh... this is a... It's gotta be a misprint, cause I'm a contractor, and I know what a place like this should cost. And, you know, if this is... Well, if this is true, then this is a... the deal of a lifetime.
Realtor: And what is wrong with that?
[the wedding/food caterer confronts George with the bill in the men's room]
Caterer: Look, the deal was cash. You know? Cash.
George: [washing his face] The cash was lost. You gotta take a check.
Caterer: I don't like checks. Let me tell you something about checks. Checks get cancelled. Checks bounce. Checks is not cash. Cash is cash.
George: You listen to me, pal. I don't like lectures and I don't like being hassled in the men's room. I'm going to write you a check. Either that's good enough for you or you're going to eat your own goddamn food.
Caterer: Look, the deal was cash. You know? Cash.
George: [washing his face] The cash was lost. You gotta take a check.
Caterer: I don't like checks. Let me tell you something about checks. Checks get cancelled. Checks bounce. Checks is not cash. Cash is cash.
George: You listen to me, pal. I don't like lectures and I don't like being hassled in the men's room. I'm going to write you a check. Either that's good enough for you or you're going to eat your own goddamn food.
Father Delaney: I checked into the murders. And I checked into the twenty year old boy who killed his parents, and his four brothers and sisters. And when he was at trial, he testified that he heard voices in the house. He heard voices in the house and the voices told him to do it! Now, I was in the house and I heard the voices, too! And I also felt their presence in the house! I'm telling you, there was a presence in that house!
Father Ryan: Half the killers in this country say the same thing. The voices. The voices told me to do it.
Father Delaney: But I heard them, Father. I heard voices! Then explain this... Explain my hand, if you can do that. Go on! Explain how the car went out of control. Go on! Father Bolan was with me. You tell him.
Father Bolen: Well, the wheel locked and then the...
Father Ryan: "The wheel locked". How about a mechanical defect? I'd blame Detroit a lot faster than the Devil. It seems like every month there's some kind of recall.
Father Delaney: Oh. I see. We're just gonna walk away from it. Well, has that become the fashion now? To cover up?
Father Ryan: Nothing to walk away from.
Father Delaney: Well, I think it's nonsense.
Father Ryan: There's nothing to cover up.
Father Delaney: I think it's bureaucratical bullshit! What do you think I am? I am not some pink-cheeked seminarian who doesn't know the difference between the supernatural and a bad clam! I am a trained psychotherapist! I went into that house, and what I saw there was real, what I felt there was real, and what I heard there was real! Now, gentleman, I have a family in my parish that's at great risk! They're facing real danger.
Father Ryan: Half the killers in this country say the same thing. The voices. The voices told me to do it.
Father Delaney: But I heard them, Father. I heard voices! Then explain this... Explain my hand, if you can do that. Go on! Explain how the car went out of control. Go on! Father Bolan was with me. You tell him.
Father Bolen: Well, the wheel locked and then the...
Father Ryan: "The wheel locked". How about a mechanical defect? I'd blame Detroit a lot faster than the Devil. It seems like every month there's some kind of recall.
Father Delaney: Oh. I see. We're just gonna walk away from it. Well, has that become the fashion now? To cover up?
Father Ryan: Nothing to walk away from.
Father Delaney: Well, I think it's nonsense.
Father Ryan: There's nothing to cover up.
Father Delaney: I think it's bureaucratical bullshit! What do you think I am? I am not some pink-cheeked seminarian who doesn't know the difference between the supernatural and a bad clam! I am a trained psychotherapist! I went into that house, and what I saw there was real, what I felt there was real, and what I heard there was real! Now, gentleman, I have a family in my parish that's at great risk! They're facing real danger.
Amy: [sings] Jesus loves me, this I know / For the bible tells me so / Little ones to him belong / They are weak but he is strong / Yes, Jesus loves me / Yes, Jesus loves me / Yes, Jesus loves me / The bible...
Kathy Lutz: Who are you singin' to, princess?
Amy: You scared Jody.
Kathy Lutz: Jody? There's no one here, see?
Amy: You scared her. She went out the window.
Kathy Lutz: She went out the window? Well, I'd better check and make sure she's not still there, huh?
Kathy Lutz: Who are you singin' to, princess?
Amy: You scared Jody.
Kathy Lutz: Jody? There's no one here, see?
Amy: You scared her. She went out the window.
Kathy Lutz: She went out the window? Well, I'd better check and make sure she's not still there, huh?
