The Return of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre Quotes
A group of teenagers get into a car crash in the Texas woods on prom night, and then wander into an old farmhouse that is home to Leatherface and his insane family of cannibalistic psychopaths.
[as Vilmer examines the car wreck victim]
Sean: Is he gonna be okay?
Vilmer: The boy's dead.
Sean: No he's not. He's just passed out.
Vilmer: I said he's dead.
Sean: But he was just talking, like talking in his sleep.
Vilmer: Is that right? Well...
[snaps the victim's neck]
Vilmer: ...he's dead now.
Sean: Is he gonna be okay?
Vilmer: The boy's dead.
Sean: No he's not. He's just passed out.
Vilmer: I said he's dead.
Sean: But he was just talking, like talking in his sleep.
Vilmer: Is that right? Well...
[snaps the victim's neck]
Vilmer: ...he's dead now.
Heather: Barry, I saw you, you were kissing her.
Barry: Once, I kissed her once! God, it's like I can't talk to my friends anymore, I can't believe how posessive you are.
Heather: Oh right, I guess that's why you were feeling her up?
Barry: Look, guys need sex. It's bad for you if you get all worked up and then not get it, you can get "prostrate" cancer. Is that what you want?
Barry: Once, I kissed her once! God, it's like I can't talk to my friends anymore, I can't believe how posessive you are.
Heather: Oh right, I guess that's why you were feeling her up?
Barry: Look, guys need sex. It's bad for you if you get all worked up and then not get it, you can get "prostrate" cancer. Is that what you want?
Vilmer: Are we having a party or what? Here we go!
[pours gasoline on Heather]
Jenny: No, you can't do that! She has nothing to do with this!
[lights match]
Vilmer: Fire in the hole!
[lights Heather on fire, Jenny screams]
Vilmer: BURN! BURN! BURN! BUUUUURN! BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURN!
[Darla puts her out with a fire extinguisher]
Darla: Now why'd you have to do that? You know I can never get this smell outta my clothes.
[pours gasoline on Heather]
Jenny: No, you can't do that! She has nothing to do with this!
[lights match]
Vilmer: Fire in the hole!
[lights Heather on fire, Jenny screams]
Vilmer: BURN! BURN! BURN! BUUUUURN! BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURN!
[Darla puts her out with a fire extinguisher]
Darla: Now why'd you have to do that? You know I can never get this smell outta my clothes.
[first lines]
Narrator: August 18, 1973. News of a bizarre, chainsaw wielding family - reports which were to ignite the world's imagination - began to filter out of central Texas. Regrettably not one of the family members was ever apprehended and for more than ten years nothing further was heard. Then, over the next several years at least two minor, yet apparently related incidents, were reported. Then again nothing. For five long years silence...
Narrator: August 18, 1973. News of a bizarre, chainsaw wielding family - reports which were to ignite the world's imagination - began to filter out of central Texas. Regrettably not one of the family members was ever apprehended and for more than ten years nothing further was heard. Then, over the next several years at least two minor, yet apparently related incidents, were reported. Then again nothing. For five long years silence...
Heather: Barry, wait stop... what if their murderers and they want us to follow them so they could hide behind trees and stab us, their could be dead people buried all around us and you'd never knew, and they'd lock us up in their cellars and no one will ever hear us.
Barry: That's dumb, there aren't any cellars in the houses around here.
Heather: All right don't call me dumb Barry, I may not be the smartest person in the world, but I'm not stupid.
Barry: That's dumb, there aren't any cellars in the houses around here.
Heather: All right don't call me dumb Barry, I may not be the smartest person in the world, but I'm not stupid.
Heather: I had these dreams about some murderer following me through the woods and it's coming true. I'm sorry but were all going to die. Like that murderer in Chicago, He killed people and put their hearts in refrigerators. He's gonna kill us, their gonna show our pictures of us naked with our hearts torn out in a current affair.
Rothman: [grabbing hold of Vilmer] Fuck! This is appalling. You are here for one reason, and one reason only. Do you understand that? I want to here you say you understand that. No? It's very simple. I want these people to know the meaning of horror... horror... is that clear? You don't want to be a silly boy. Is... that... clear?
Vilmer: Fucking-A it is.
Vilmer: Fucking-A it is.
