:
Wolfman's got nards!
Sean:
If we pull this off, I'm gonna shit!
Rudy:
You dropped your candy bar, E.J.
E.J.:
It's his.
Rudy:
It's yours now.
E.J.:
Rudy!
Rudy:
Eat.
E.J.:
Rudy, I'm not gonna...
Rudy:
Eat up! Then we'll call it a day.
Eugene:
Creature stole my twinkie!
Eugene:
Is she a versgin?
Scary German Guy:
Yes, she can do it!
Patrick:
She can't read, she's five years old!
Scary German Guy:
I'll help her!
Horace:
[to Sean] Scary German guy is bitchin'!
Horace:
No, Sean! Scary house! Real monsters! Us, twelve years old, remember?
Sean:
Midnight, end of the world, remember?
[Dracula throws dynamite in the boys' tree house]
Dracula:
Meeting adjourned.
[the tree house explodes]
Frankenstien's Monster:
BOGUS! Bogus.
Rudy:
Where the hell am I supposed to find silver bullets? K-Mart?
Sean:
Rudy find some silver bullets.
Rudy:
Where the hell am I suppose to find silver bullets?
Sean:
I don't know. Fat kid get a map, find Shadowbrook Road.
Horace:
What do I look in the index for "big scary mansion?"
Patrick:
Rudy, where you going?
Rudy:
[cigarette in his mouth, pulling out crossbow] I'm in the goddamn club aren't I ?
Phoebe:
[outside the tree house, wanting to join the club] Mom says you have to let me in or else it's prescription!
Sean:
That's 'discrimination' jerkoid! Prescription is drugs, which you're on if you think you're getting in here!
Dracula:
[holding Phoebe up by her throat] Give me the amulet, you BITCH!
Patrick:
Aww, man, fat kid farted!
Rudy:
See? Told ya. Only one way to kill a werewolf.
E.J.:
Hey Fat Kid! Good job.
Horace:
My name... is Horace!
[Cocks shotgun]
[At the treehouse the squad does a team huddle with their hands. Pete, the dog, lifts its paw on top]
Rudy:
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How does that dog get up here anyway?
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