Ray Bronson:
Every guy in history who tried to pick up a girl did the good-friend thing first.
Nancy:
This island didn't have a murder rate until you people showed up!
Karla Wilson:
"Try" is like "maybe," Julie. "Try" is bullshit.
[
the killer once again threatens Julie with a hook]
Ben Willis:
Hush, child. No more screaming, no more running, it's time to die!
[
Ray appears pointing a gun at Ben Willis who's holding Julie hostage]
Ray Bronson:
Let her go.
Will Benson:
Oh God, you've got to be shitting me!
Ray Bronson:
Let her go, Willis!
Ben Willis:
Or what? What are you gonna do, boy? Call us names?
Ray Bronson:
Let her go NOW!
Ben Willis:
Think about it, boy. You're no killer. That's my job! You don't have it in you!
Julie James:
[
Karla has just shown her a sun bed] Great, cancer in a box.
Titus Telesco:
[
seeing the killer reach for a large spike] Seriously, don't do that!
Tyrell:
See anybody out there? How about Freddy or Jason or somebody?
[
Karla stares at him, disgusted]
Karla Wilson:
Hey, you gotta hang in there.
Will Benson:
Any advice?
Tyrell:
Yeah... Find another Jacuzzi
[
after shooting the fisherman]
Julie James:
Just...
[
shoots him again]
Julie James:
Fucking...
[
shoots him again]
Julie James:
DIE!
Tyrell:
Don't get her started all right. It's a long fucked up story and you probably won't believe it anyway. All i know is that this is the worst vaction of my life. I'm tired, I'm hungry, I'm fucking horny and I ain't seen one goddamn psycho killer.
Julie James:
Bless me father, for I have sinned. It's been a year since my last confession. I've never told anyone about this. Not my mom, not the police, or not even my friends, except for the ones who were there, well, they're not around anymore. You see I, I killed a man, but it was an accident.
Julie James:
[
holding a large kitchen knife] What the hell are you doing in my closet?
Karla Wilson:
Dude, I thought you were outta town. Look, I just wanted to borrow your black skirt, but I'm not ready to die for it.
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