 Movie/TV title:
Beetle Juice
Character name:
Lydia Deetz
Quote(s):
Adam: You can see us without the sheets?
Lydia: Of course I can see you.
Adam: Well, how is it you see us and nobody else can?
Lydia: Well, I've read through that handbook for the recently deceased. It says: 'live people ignore the strange and unusual. I, myself, am strange and unusual.
Barbara: You look like a regular girl to me.
Adam: You've read our book?
Lydia: Yeah.
Adam: You can follow it?
Lydia: Yeah. Why were you guys creeping around in Delia's bedroom?
Adam: We were trying to scare your mother.
Lydia: Stepmother. Anyway, you can't scare her. She's sleeping with Prince Valium tonight.
Lydia: Are you the guys hiding out in the attic?
Adam: We're ghosts!
Lydia: What do you look like under there?
Adam: Aren't you scared?
Lydia: I'm not scared of sheets. Are you gross under there? Are you Night of the Living Dead under there? Like all bloody veins and pus?
Adam: Night of the what?
Lydia: Living Dead. It's a movie.
Barbara: You know, if I had seen a ghost at your age I would have been scared out of my wits.
|  Movie/TV title:
Bram Stoker's Dracula
Character name:
Mina Murray/Elisabeta
Quote(s):
Mina: I want to be what you are, see what you see, love what you love.
Dracula: Mina, to walk with me you must die to your breathing life and be reborn to mine.
Mina: You are my love and my life, always.
Dracula: Then, I give you life eternal. Everlasting love. The power of the storm. And the beasts of the earth. Walk with me to be my loving wife, forever.
Mina Harker: Take me away from all this death!
Mina: [watching Lucy flirt with possible suitors at the party, voiceover] Lucy is a pure and virtuous girl. But, I admit that her free way of speaking shocks me sometimes. Jonathan says it is a defect of the aristocracy that they say what they please. The truth is that I admire Lucy, and I'm not surprised that men flock around her. I wish I were as pretty and as adored as she.
|  Movie/TV title:
Little Women
Character name:
Jo March
Quote(s):
Jo March: He's dull as powder, Meg. Can't you at least marry someone amusing?
Jo March: Well, of course Aunt March prefers Amy over me. Why shouldn't she? I'm ugly and awkward and I always say the wrong things. I fly around throwing away perfectly good marriage proposals. I love our home, but I'm just so fitful and I can't stand being here! I'm sorry, I'm sorry Marmee. There's just something really wrong with me. I want to change, but I, I can't. And I just know I'll never fit in anywhere.
Jo March: If only I could be like father and crave violence and go to war and stand up to the lions of injustice.
Younger Amy March: Do you love Laurie more than you love me?
Jo March: Don't be silly! I could never love anyone more than I love my sisters.
Jo March: If I weren't going to be a writer I'd go to New York and pursue the stage. Are you shocked?
Laurie: Very.
Jo March: Now we are all family, as we always should have been.
Marmee: I am going to write this man a letter.
Jo March: A letter. That'll show him.
Jo March: I go around throwing away perfectly good marriage proposals!
Laurie: I have loved you since the moment I clapped eyes on you. What could be more reasonable than to marry you?
Jo March: We'd kill each other.
Laurie: Nonsense!
Jo March: Neither of us can keep our temper-...
Laurie: I can, unless provoked.
Jo March: We're both stupidly stubborn, especially you. We'd only quarrel!
Laurie: I wouldn't!
Jo March: You can't even propose without quarreling.
Laurie: I'm quite taken by that one.
Jo March: That's Meg!
Laurie: Meg.
Jo March: That's my sister. She's completely bald in front.
Jo March: I won't have a sister who is a lazy ignoramus.
Jo March: You plastered yourself on him!
Meg March: It's proper to take a gentleman's arm if it's offered!
Jo March: If lack of attention to personal finances is a mark of refinement, then I say the Marches must be the most elegant family in Concord!
Jo March: I find it poor logic to say that women should vote because they are good. Men do not vote because they are good; they vote because they are male, and women should vote, not because we are angels and men are animals, but because we are human beings and citizens of this country.
Mr. Mayer: You should have been a lawyer, Miss March.
Jo March: I should have been a great many things, Mr. Mayer.
Jo: Late At night my mind would come alive with voices and stories and friends as dear to me as any in the real world. I gave myself up to it, longing for transformation.
|  Movie/TV title:
The Crucible
Character name:
Abigail Williams
Quote(s):
Abigail: I am but God's finger, John. If he would condemn Elizabeth, she will be condemned.
Betty Parris: I want my mama.
Abigail Williams: Your mama's dead and buried.
Betty Parris: I'll find her! Let me fly! Mama! No!
Abigail Williams: Why are you doing this? I told you, he knows now.
Betty Parris: You drank blood Abby. Did you tell him that?
[Abby slaps Betty]
Abigail Williams: Don't you ever say that again!
Betty Parris: You drank a charm to kill John Proctor's wife! You drank a charm to kill Goody Proctor!
[Abby throws Betty on the bed and starts hitting her]
Abigail Williams: Shut up! All of you. We danced. That is all, and mark this, if anyone breathe a word or the edge of a word about the other things, I will come to you in the black of some terrible night, and I will bring with me a pointy reckoning that will shudder you! And you know I can do it. I saw Indians smash my dear parents' heads on the pillow next to mine. And I have seen some reddish work done at night. And I can make you wish you had never seen the sun go down!
Reverend Parris: Why did Goody Proctor discharge you from her service?
Abigail Williams: Because I refused to be her slave.
Reverend Parris: I have heard said that John Proctor and you...
Abigail Williams: My name is good in the village! Elizabeth Proctor is an envious, gossipy liar!
Abigail Williams: A women comes to my bed every night now and tears out my eyes.
Judge Danforth: Can you make out who she may be?
Abigail Williams: I believe she be Reverend John Hale's wife sir.
Judge Danforth: You must be mistaken my child. The wife of a minister be unlikely...
Abigail Williams: Satan may reach anyone sir.
Judge Sewall: Absolutely no one in the world is safe? Is that your meaning?
Judge Danforth: You are mistaken child. Understand me?
Abigail: Let you beware, Mr. Danforth. Do you think yourself so mighty the Devil may not turn your wits?
|  Movie/TV title:
Girl, Interrupted
Character name:
Susanna Kaysen
Quote(s):
Susanna: [narrating] Have you ever confused a dream with life? Or stolen something when you have the cash? Have you ever been blue? Or thought your train moving while sitting still? Maybe I was just crazy. Maybe it was the 60's. Or maybe I was just a girl... interrupted.
Dr. Crumble: Susanna, four days ago, you chased a bottle of aspirin with a bottle of vodka.
Susanna Kaysen: I had a headache.
Susanna Kaysen: Oh my God, a guy I know was drafted.
Janet Webber: What's his name?
Susanna Kaysen: Toby.
Janet Webber: He's dead now.
Daisy Randone: Get out, Lisa!
Lisa Rowe: I'm not in your room, Daisy. I'm right f*cking here. I was gonna offer you nail polish.
Daisy Randone: GET OUT!
Nurse Margie: You're looking better, Lisa.
Lisa Rowe: Why, thanks Margie. So how's the engagement going?
Nurse Margie: You know.
Lisa Rowe: No, I don't know. I've been away.
Nurse Margie: Joe wants me to... before the wedding.
Lisa Rowe: F*ck his brains out, use a rubber.
Daisy Randone: My dad got me an apartment.
Susanna Kaysen: Really? Where?
Daisy Randone: It's near the airport. One bedroom, two baths, eat-in chicken.
Susanna Kaysen: You mean eat-in kitchen.
Daisy Randone: That's what I said, asshole. So what do you have that I want?
[Susanna has just showed Daisy some Colace tablets]
Daisy Randone: Put them on the bed and get out.
Lisa Rowe: [from the door] Put yours on the bed.
Daisy Randone: Oh, Jesus! Get out! GET OUT!
[Lisa enters and shuts the door behind her]
Lisa Rowe: Come on Daze, don't take advantage of her just because she's new. Pony up some Valium.
Daisy Randone: Get the f*ck out of here or I'm calling Valerie! VALERIE!
Lisa Rowe: Yeah, why don't you call Valerie, shall we? Let's call Valerie and ask her for some Colace just like Suzie Q's got in her f*ckin' hand. Why does it stink in here?
Lisa Rowe: We are very rare and we are mostly men.
Janet Webber: Lisa thinks she's hot shit 'cause she's a sociopath.
Cynthia Crowley: I'm a sociopath.
Lisa Rowe: No, you're a dyke.
Susanna Kaysen: [reading from a book] "Borderline Personality Disorder. An instability of self-image, relationships and moods... uncertainty about goals, impulsive in activities that are self-damaging, such as casual sex."
Lisa Rowe: I like that.
Susanna Kaysen: "Social contrariness and a generally pessimistic attitude and often observed" Well, that's me.
Lisa Rowe: That's everybody.
Susanna Kaysen: I mean, what kind of sex isn't casual?
Janet Webber: They mean promiscuous.
Susanna Kaysen: I'm not promiscuous. I'm not.
Valerie Owens: You know, I can take a lot of crazy shit from a lot of crazy people. But you? You are not crazy.
Susanna Kaysen: Then what's wrong with me, huh? What the fuck is going on inside? Tell me, Dr. Val, what's your diag-nonsense?
Valerie Owens: [hovering over Susanna] You are a lazy, self-indulgent little girl who is driving herself crazy.
Susanna Kaysen: Is that your professional opinion? Is that what you've learned in your advanced studies at night school for Negro Welfare Mothers? I mean, Melvin doesn't have a clue, Wick is a psycho, and you. you pretend to be a doctor. You review the charts and dole out meds. But "you ain't no doctor, Miss Valerie. You ain't nothing but a black nursemaid."
Valerie Owens: And you're just throwing that away.
Susanna Kaysen: You don't want me, Toby.
Toby: Yes I do, baby.
Susanna Kaysen: No, you don't, I'm a crazy girl.
Toby: You're crazy so we can't one night of bliss?
Susanna Kaysen: I am a crazy girl, seriously.
Toby: You've been in a hospital.
Susanna Kaysen: Yes.
Toby: Do you see purple people? My friend, he saw purple people. And so the state came and took him away. He didn't like that. Some time went by and, and he told 'em he didn't see purple people no more.
Susanna Kaysen: He got better.
Toby: Nah, he still sees 'em.
Valerie Owens: [about Daisy] What would you have said to her?
Susanna Kaysen: I don't know. That I was sorry. That I will never know what it was like to be her. But I know what it's like to want to die. How it hurts to smile. How you try to fit in but you can't. You hurt yourself on the outside to try to kill the thing on the inside.
Valerie Owens: Susanna, it's all and well and good to tell me all this; but you gotts tell some of this to your doctors.
Susanna Kaysen: How the hell am I suppose to recover when I don't even understand my disease.
Valerie Owens: But you do understand it. You spoke very clearly about it a second ago. But I think what you gotta do is put it down. Put it away. Put it in your notebook, but get it out of yourself. Away so you can't curl up wuth it anymore.
Susanna Kaysen: Lisa thinks it's a gift. That it let's you see the truth.
Valerie Owens: Lisa's been here for eight years.
Susanna Kaysen: [crying] I'm so sorry. I was a bitch, I was a bitch.
Valerie Owens: Do not drop anchor here, you understand?
Susanna Kaysen: [narrating] When you don't want to feel, death seem like a dream. But seeing death, really seeing it, makes dreaming about it f*cking ridiculous. Maybe, there's a moment growing up when something peels back... Maybe, maybe, we look for secrets because we can't believe our minds... [overlapping words] All I know is that there's I began to feel things again. Whatever I was, I knew that there was only one way back to the world, and that was to use the place to talk. So I saw the great and wonderful Dr. Wick three times a week, and let her hear every thought in my head.
Lisa Rowe: You know, there's too many buttons in the world. There's too many buttons and they're just - there's way too many just begging to be pressed, they're just begging to be pressed, you know? They're just - they're just begging to be pressed! And it makes me wonder, it really makes me f*cking wonder, why doesn't anyone ever press mine? Why am I so neglected? Why doesn't anyone reach in and rip out the truth and tell me that I'm a fucking whore, or that my parents wish I were dead?
Susanna Kaysen: Because you're dead already, Lisa! No one cares if you die, Lisa, because you're dead already. Your heart is cold. That's why you keep coming back here. You're not free. You need this place to feel alive. It's pathetic.
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