Fright Night Quotes

Ed Lee: I really hate to be the one to tell you this, but that guy - your neighbor; yeah, he's a vampire, man.

Charley Brewster: My neighbor?

Ed Lee: Yeah.

Charley Brewster: Next door?

Ed Lee: Yeah.

Charley Brewster: Jerry. I just met him.

Ed Lee: Okay. Jerry.

Charley Brewster: That is a terrible vampire name. Jerry?

Ed Lee: I didn't name him, man. I'm just reporting the facts.

[after Jerry blows up the Brewster house]

Jerry: I don't need an invitation if there's no house.

[repeated line]

Jerry: Hey, guy.

Charley Brewster: You read way too much Twilight.

Ed Lee: Twilight? That's fiction! This thing is for real! He's a real monster and he's not brooding, or lovesick, or noble. He's the fucking shark from Jaws. He kills, he feeds, and he doesn't stop until everybody around him is dead. I am seriously so angry that you think I read Twilight!

Ginger: Good show tonight right, baby-cakes?

Peter Vincent: You were late again on the "Devil's Torture Chamber".

Ginger: I have something for you, look.

[she gives him the middle finger]

Ginger: You were early again. In the bedroom.

Peter Vincent: Fuck you!

Ginger: I will fuck myself. Someone's gotta do it.

Jerry: This girl tonight. She's a handful, you know? Women who look a certain way, they... they need to be managed. It's true. Your dad ducked out on you, huh? Your mom, she didn't exactly say, but there's a kind of... neglect. Gives off a scent. You don't mind my saying, you got a lot on your shoulders for a kid. The two of you, alone. And your girl... Amy. She's ripe. I bet there's a line of guys dying to pluck that. Your mom, too. You don't see it. Maybe you do, but she's putting it out. It's on you to look after them. You up for that, guy?

Charley Brewster: I think I can manage.

Jerry: Good. Because there's a lot of bad people out there, Charley. Everyone's got to look after his own business.

[first lines]

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Jane Brewster: Hey, kid. Don't leer at the neighbors.

Charley Brewster: Hey, she's the one that put the word on her butt. I'm just reading it.

Ed Lee: You know Adam's missing, right?

Charley Brewster: What do you mean Adam's missing?

Ed Lee: I keep trying him. No texts, no phone calls, nothing. I don't know if you were paying attention to roll call, but he's not the only one that's gone.

Jane Brewster: Ed called. Again.

Charley Brewster: Oh yeah?

Jane Brewster: I'm tired of making excuses for you, Charley. If you don't want to talk to him, just tell him.

Charley Brewster: Kind of defeats the purpose.

Ed Lee: What the fuck happened to you? We were inseperable.

Charley Brewster: Yeah, well you know when my life started to get better? When I stopped being friends with you.

Ed Lee: You want me to go tell your pals how well we really know each other? The LEGO contests, the Farscape conventions, the costumes?

Charley Brewster: Please, stop.

Ed Lee: Or how about that one time you took my Stretch Armstrong so you could tie it around your balls and jerk off for an hour?

Charley Brewster: [entering Peter's penthouse and seeing his artifacts] Wow. This is all his stuff?

Ginger: He started collecting tarots and Ouijas. Gateway stuff. Now scholars, they call him for answers. Those books, the forgotten texts, the Agrippa. He's read them all.

[Charley tries to touch an item]

Ginger: No, no. Don't touch anything. He's PMS-y today. Sensitive little girl. Over there, that's haunted antiques. Cursed stuff! And that's... that's Peter's honorary degree from LVSU. But he got it off the internet.

Charley Brewster: Ed came to me, and I turned my back on him.

Amy: How were you supposed to believe him?

Charley Brewster: I mean, he begged me. I mean, he really... And he was my best friend.

Amy: I know but, Charley, people, they change.

Charley Brewster: Yeah, and I just changed into a dick.

Peter Vincent: Ginger, we got a delivery.

Ginger: [eating ice cream] I'm watching my program! You get it!

Peter Vincent: You're TiVo-ing it, you lazy cow!

Charley Brewster: Wait a minute. You get deliveries this late?

Peter Vincent: Yeah. Um, no. I don't know.

Charley Brewster: Oh, shit. No. You said that guy could come in. That's a...

Ed Lee: [interrupting] That's an invitation, airhead.

Amy: Charley's going to come. He's gonna find me.

Jerry: I'm counting on it.

Jerry: [to Peter] Look at you, all grown up. Welcome to Fright Night. For real.

[Peter tries to shoot him but misses]

Jerry: You've got your mother's eyes.

[Peter misses again]

Jerry: And youur father's aim.

Peter Vincent: How did you get in here?

Charley Brewster: Well security is a little lax since everybody got their throat torn out.

Charley Brewster: You think if you live and we all die, you'll be able to get us out of your head?

Peter Vincent: No, I know I won't. I never could after the first time. So I told myself that I made it up. I was a kid. Figured it was easier to believe in monsters.

Charley Brewster: Made what up?

Peter Vincent: The vampire that killed my parents, but not me. You think I collected all this stuff because it was bitching?

Jerry: You smell that? It's your fear.

[Jerry hisses at a ray of sunlight]

Jerry: It's intoxicating. It's a very specific scent, Charley.

[last lines]

Amy: Will you promise me, now we'll finally be alone?

Charley Brewster: I promise.

Amy: Promise?

Charley Brewster: I promise, promise, promise.

Amy: Charlie is gonna find me.

Jerry: I'm counting on it.

[Charley is trying to ward away Jerry with a wooden cross]

Charley Brewster: I repel you with the power of Christ the Lord.

Jerry: Do you? Really? That's a mighty big cross you have there, Charley. The question is, do you have faith?

Jerry: But the question is, do you have faith?

Charley Brewster: Get back!

Jerry: Not the cross. Not the cross, Charley.

[Jerry reaches out, grabs the cross, which ignites into flames. Jerry simply blows it out]