George Lutz:
Houses don't kill people. People kill people.
Billy Lutz:
[
after tasting George's scrambled eggs] This sucks!
George Lutz:
You're not kiddin'.
Father Callaway:
Your house frightens me, Mrs. Lutz.
Kathy Lutz:
Nobody's dying today.
Lisa:
It's kinda gross that you guys still sleep in here. Actually, it's fucking sick.
Jodie Defeo:
What's wrong, Ronnie?
Ronald Defeo:
I love you, Jodie.
[
raises the shotgun and shoots her in the head]
Father Callaway:
Mrs. Lutz, get you and your family out of that house. Right now!
Michael Lutz:
We're *rich*!
George Lutz:
Rich off of somethin', but it ain't money.
Kathy Lutz:
What were you thinking?
[
after Chelsea walks across the roof of the house]
Chelsea Lutz:
I just wanted to see Daddy.
Billy Lutz:
Hi... I'm Billy.
[
Lisa talks to Kathy and George]
Billy Lutz:
Hi... I'm Billy.
Lisa:
Yeah, I got ya the first time.
[
last lines]
Jodie Defeo:
Nooooooooo!
Jodie Defeo:
Hi, Lisa. Look what Ronnie did.
[
moves her hair away from her head so can see, she has a hole in her head made by the gun]
Realtor:
We're happy?
Kathy Lutz:
Yes, we're happy.
George Lutz:
[
pointing to Kathy] She's happy. I'm broke.
George Lutz:
[
to Kathy] How did you get so fucking stupid?
Kathy Lutz:
[
Eating at dinner table, George spits out his food, making a scene] Is this discipline, or torture?
George Lutz:
I thought it was meatloaf...
Father Callaway:
There was a family... lived here some time ago. They had a similar problem.
Kathy Lutz:
The DeFeos.
Father Callaway:
You knew them?
Kathy Lutz:
I'm living in their house.
Father Callaway:
You know the doll with one eye that your daughter is holding?
Kathy Lutz:
Yes, well...
Father Callaway:
Well, that belonged to the little girl who lived here before you.
Kathy Lutz:
Yes, it was left here.
Father Callaway:
No, Mrs. Lutz, it was not left here.
Kathy Lutz:
Father, what exactly are you trying to tell me?
Father Callaway:
I knew the DeFeo's very well. I presided over their funeral. Jodie DeFeo was buried with that doll.
Michael Lutz:
Do I have to call you Dad, now?
George Lutz:
Guess what?
Michael Lutz:
What?
George Lutz:
You can call me whatever you want.
Michael Lutz:
Anything?
George Lutz:
Yep.
Michael Lutz:
Cool.
George Lutz:
Anything.
Michael Lutz:
Cool.
George Lutz:
Yeah.
Michael Lutz:
Um... Stinky?
George Lutz:
Sure.
Michael Lutz:
Poopy-head?
George Lutz:
Yeah.
Michael Lutz:
Crap-monkey-fart?
George Lutz:
[
laughing] Okay, we gotta draw the line somewhere, pal, that does it!
George Lutz:
[
to Billy] You sure you don't want a babysitter?
George Lutz:
Goddamn babysitter's an idiot.
George Lutz:
Do I look nuts to you?
George Lutz:
Wipe that stupid look off your face and got to bed... run.
George Lutz:
These kids are out of control.
[
first lines]
The House:
Catch them! Kill them!
George Lutz:
Uh... this, this is a mistake.
Realtor:
How's that?
George Lutz:
No, I mean your ad in the paper. Uh... this is a... It's gotta be a misprint, cause I'm a contractor, and I know what a place like this should cost. And, you know, if this is... Well, if this is true, then this is a... the deal of a lifetime.
Realtor:
And what is wrong with that?
George Lutz:
So, look, I gotta ask what's the catch? There's always a catch.
Realtor:
There was a tragedy, a crime... a murder.
Michael Lutz:
George, George? Look what I found?
George Lutz:
What is that? Where'd you find that?
Michael Lutz:
Harry and I found it.
George Lutz:
Where?
Michael Lutz:
In the basement.
Michael Lutz:
Not the basement. My office. You listen to me. You don't go down there. Understand?
Billy Lutz:
How did he do it?
Michael Lutz:
Do what?
Lisa:
You are way too young to hear this. So cover your ears. And don't listen. A rifle. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! He went from room to room, splattering their heads as they slept. He killed his brothers in this very room. Right here... in these beds.
Chelsea Lutz:
Jodie says you're a bad babysitter.
Lisa:
Yeah? Well Jodie's... what's the word? Dead.
Chelsea Lutz:
Is not.
Lisa:
That little shit got me fired.
Chelsea Lutz:
[
to Lisa about Jodie's ghost] You're going to make her mad.
Michael Lutz:
This house is bad, Mommy.
George Lutz:
When the body suffers... the spirit flowers.
Chelsea Lutz:
Hi, Mommy. Look at me, Mommy.
Kathy Lutz:
I know you miss your daddy, baby. But no one can see him because he's in heaven... He's with the angels.
George Lutz:
Now, hold it steady. Because if you get shaky, I get shaky.
George Lutz:
[
to Billy] We're friends. We're having fun, right? Put your hands up there.
George Lutz:
Home, sweet, home.
The House:
[
to Father Callaway] Get out!
Kathy Lutz:
Why did you run away from my house? Why did you abandon us?
Kathy Lutz:
I just read about this man, Ketcham... who tortured Indians on my land. On my basement. I read about how he slit his throat, so that his prescence would live forever. Do you believe this could be true?
George Lutz:
I think she misses her daddy. Don't you?
Kathy Lutz:
Give me back my daughter.
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