Tripper: It's a weird moon. Moon kills, you know. It feeds off the earth. On a night like this, one of us could get up in the middle of the night, grab an axe and cut someone's head off. [Fink laughs and howls] I remember a night like this a few years ago. A guy and a girl went out driving, it was one of their first dates, started out kind of casual, but they ended up deciding to go park. Not too far from here, as a matter of fact. Well, they were going at it listening to the radio, all of the sudden a news bulliton broke, "Dangerous lunitic has escaped from the hospital of the criminally insaine at Two Pines."
A.L.: Oh, come on, Trip.
Tripper: They described him as a monster, six and a half feet tall, two-hundered and sixty pounds, with one horrible distingishing feature: a sharpened-stainless steel hook... where his right hand use to be. That was enough for the guy. He slammed the car into gear, floored it, bounced off a tree, didn't stop until they got to the girl's house, got out of his side, walked around to her's. There, hanging in the door covered with blood was a stainless-steel hook. The strangest part is after all these years, after the biggest man hunt in Two Pines history, they never found the killer! Some people say he's still out here in the woods waiting for the chance to kill again. And I say... I say there right! [reveales a hook on his right hand, scaring everone, and chases Roxanne into the forest, followed by everyone laughing]
Larry: Hey, my dinner!
Wheels: Isn't that a bullshit story.
Jackie: No, it's true. I heard it before.
Wendy: Yah.
Jackie: Only I heard it was on a beach.
Wendy: Yeah.
Hardware: No, I heard it happened at a park.
Spaz: Oh, I heard it, but the guy was missing a foot.
Larry: How could the guy have a hook on his foot!?
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