The Lost Boys

The Lost Boys quotes

62 total quotes (ID: 1064)

Alan Frog
David
Edgar Frog
Grandpa
Others
Sam Emerson


I think I should warn you all, when a vampire bites it, it's never a pretty sight. No two blood suckers go out the same way. Some yell and scream, some go quietly, some explode, some implode. But, all will try and take you with them.


[as Michael comes home in the morning] Looks like I wasn't the only one who got lucky last night.

Michael: [about Grandpa] Looks like he's dead!
Lucy: No, he's just a deep sleeper.
Sam: If he's dead, can we go back to Phoenix?
Grandpa: Playin' dead. And from what I heard, doin' a damn good job of it, too.

Michael: Grandpa, is it true that Santa Carla's the murder capital of the world?
Grandpa: There are some bad elements around here.
Sam: Wait a second, let me get this straight. You're telling me we've moved to the murder capital of the world? Are you serious, Grandpa?
Grandpa: Well, let me put it this way. If all the corpses buried around here were to stand up all at once we'd have one hell of a population problem.

Sam: So where're we going?
Michael: Nowhere.
Sam: So what's the rush? You're chasing that girl aren't you? Come on, admit it. You're at the mercy of your sex glands, bud.

Sam: Got a problem, guys?
Edgar: Just scoping your civilian wardrobe.
Sam: Pretty cool, huh?
Alan: For a fashion victim.

Edgar: You think you really know what's happening here, don't you? Well, I'll tell you something. You don't know shit buddy. You think we just work in a comic bookstore for our folks, huh?
Sam: Actually, I thought it was a bakery.
Edgar: This is just our cover. We are dedicated to a higher purpose. We're fighters for Truth, Justice, and the American way.

Grandpa: Anything in here that might pass for after-shave?
Sam: How about some Windex, Grandpa?
Grandpa: Yeah, let me try some of that. [slaps some on] Not bad!

Edgar: You did the right thing by calling us. Does your brother sleep a lot?
Sam: Yeah, all day.
Alan: Does the sunlight freak him out?
Sam: Uh, he wears sunglasses in the house.
Edgar: Bad breath, long fingernails?
Sam: Yeah, his fingernails are a little bit longer, um, he always had bad breath though.
Alan: He's a vampire all right.
Edgar: All right, here's what you do, get your self a good sharp stake and drive it right through his heart.
Sam: I can't do that, he's my brother.
Alan: Okay, we'll come over and do it for you.
Sam: No!
Edgar: You'd better get yourself a garlic T-shirt, buddy, or it's your funeral.

Edgar: We've been aware of some very serious vampire activity in town for a long time.
Alan: Santa Carla has become a haven for the undead.
Edgar: As a matter of fact, we're almost certain that ghouls and werewolves occupy high position at City Hall.
Alan: Kill your brother, you'll feel better!

Edgar: Where's Nosferatu?
Sam: Who?
Edgar: The Prince of Darkness.
Alan: The night crawler. The bloodsucker. El Vampiro.
Sam: Mike! They're here.

Michael: Look, this isn't a comic book, Sam, these guys are brutal killers.
Sam: So are the Frog brothers!

Michael: If something happens down there, I won't have the strength to protect you.
Sam: This time I'll protect you. Even though you're a vampire, You're still my brother.
Edgar: If you try to stop us, or vamp out in any way, I'll stake you without even thinking twice about it!
Sam: Chill out, Edgar.
Edgar: Yeah, come on!
Michael: Where did you say you met these guys?

[Sam shoots an arrow at Dwayne, and misses.]
Dwayne: You missed, sucker.
Sam: Only once, pal.
[Sam shoots again, pinning Dwayne against the stereo]
Sam: Death by stereo!

Edgar: We trashed the one who looks like Twisted Sister!
Alan: Totally anniliated his night-stalking ass!