Allison Quotes in Into the Storm (2014)

Gary: Everybody out, now! Let's go!

Principal Thomas Walker: What are you doing? Are you out of your mind?

Gary: There's another tornado heading this way

Principal Thomas Walker: And you want us to go outside?

Gary: You don't understand.

Allison: Yes you have to.

Principal Thomas Walker: This is a storm shelter for Christ's sake.

Pete: Not for this

Allison: Will you please believe us. We have been out there and we know what this thing can do.

Principal Thomas Walker: I am not going to risk having hundreds of dead people...

Gary: You will have hundreds of dead people if you stay here.

Allison: Sir. I have been studying storms all my life, alright? This one is bigger than any one that has ever been. Do you hear that? It will flatten this building in seconds.

Gary: With or without you, we're getting these people onto those busses right now.

Allison: Hey... gentlemen... guys, you can't stay out here. You have to get indoors.

Donk: So do you guys actually get paid to do this shit? Man, I'm in the wrong job.

Reevis: You don't even have a job!

Allison: [getting into the plane elevator to the lower deck] I'm going to the Pit. See you in DC!

Allison: Our car broke down, could we use the phone?

Chet Walters: Oh, car trouble? Don't get me started. I got a 1975 Fairmont that's as hard to turn over as me on Laguna Beach.

Allison: [walks in and stands in the Dojo doorway] Hello?

[jumps and the Bo staff in Harus hands flies across the room]

Allison: Is this the Takagura Dojo?

Haru: UUHH? Yyaa... I uummm...

Allison: Maybe I should come back later.

Haru: No wait, don't go, I mean... Yes this is the Takagura Dojo. Please come in and have a seat. I am Haru. Wait!

[stops her from sitting on a pair of throwing stars, throws them behind him and hits a target with perfect aim]

Allison: That's impressive. I am in need of a ninja, but you seem to be white.

Haru: Aaahhh. You are observant, as well as beautiful. Have you not heard about the legend about the foreign child who will grow up to be the great white ninja?

Allison: why no, is that you?

Haru: Some... say it is so. You see it is written in the holy writ, see it says here, a century shall pass, and then OOHHH! this is the wrong writ, this is the one about the Sensei and two 12 year old twin Geishias, also a good legend, but not the one we are looking for...

[scrolls further down]

Haru: aahhh, here is my legend, it says here, that a forgein child will come to our village and learn the ways of the ninja.

Allison: It's burning.

Haru: Yes, the words have been seared into my heart as well.

Allison: No, it's really burning!

Haru: Yes I can tell,

[looks over at the rest of the parchment and sees it burning]

Haru: Oh my God!

[puts out the fire]

Haru: They may have a second copy. Let me show you a ample of my skills.

[pulls on the sword rack and all the weapons fall down]

Haru: That rack, was not build by ninjas. These however were.

[starts swinging a 3 section staff around and nearly hits the shelves holding ashes of fallen ninjas]

Allison: [gasps]

Haru: Wow! Luck is with me today, for this shrine holds the ashes of our fallen warriors

[the shelves colapse]

Haru: Oh! Sensei is going to kill me.

[picking up pictures and identifying them]

Haru: Takguri. Master Goe

[picks up ashes]

Haru: Sempo? Kai?

[combines the ashes]

Haru: At least they all worked as a team.

Allison: This is excellent, because the job I ask requires great stealth.

Haru: Aahh, my highest score where in stealth, let me give you an example, turn around, close your eyes and count to 9, when you open them I will be gone.

Allison: Ok. 1. 2. 3.

[Haru runs around and hides behind a support beam]

Allison: 4. 5. 6.

[runs over to a lamp and tries to hide under the shade]

Allison: 7. 8. 9.

[when Allison reaches 9 Haru has jumped through a rice paper door and outside]

Allison: Haru? Haru?

Haru: Here I am, Sally Jones, I will accept your dangerous mission.

Josh Parker: Hey, Allison! Is Clay in there?

Allison: [Talking on the phone to her ex-husband] You fucking motherfucker! If I hear you let your stripper girlfriend put my children on her motorcycle one more time, I will Gone Girl you so hard.

[Covers the phone and smiles at Josh]

Allison: Hey, Josh! You can go right in!

Josh Parker: I'm just going to go in.

Cry-Baby: That's right, Allison. My father was the "Alphabet Bomber." He may have been crazy, but he was my pop. Only one I ever had.

Allison: God. I heard about the Alphabet Bomber. Bombs exploding in the... in the airport and barber shop...

Cry-Baby: That's right. All in alphabetical order. Car wash... drug store... I used to lay in my crib and hear him scream in his sleep..."A,B,C,D,E,F,G... BOOM! BOOM!"

Allison: But your mom...

Cry-Baby: My mother tried to stop him. She couldn't even spell, for Christ's sake, but they fried her too.

Cry-Baby: Kiss me! Kiss me hard.

Allison: I've never given a French kiss before.

Cry-Baby: Watch, it's easy. You just open your mouth, and I open mine, and we wiggle our tongues together. And it feels real sexy.

Allison: I won't get mononucleosis, will I?

[Allison stops Cry-Baby from fondling her]

Allison: I wanna let you, but I can't, for my parent's sake, Cry-Baby. They're both dead. I'm an orphan!

Cry-Baby: I'm sorry, Allison. But no wonder we're together, honey. I'm an orphan, too.

Allison: You are?

Cry-Baby: Yes! And orphans have special needs.

Allison: Just on the outside of the shirt, okay?

Cry-Baby: [singing] You'll be Queen, and I'll be your King / But if you leave my hive you're gonna feel my sting. / Cause you're my Queen.

Allison: [singing] You're the King.

Cry-Baby, Allison: [singing] A king Queen.

Cry-Baby: [singing] A King cry baby with my Queen by my side.

Cry-Baby, Allison: [singing] And if you mess with us man, you're gonna cry, baby, cry, baby, cry, baby, cry.

Allison: [to herself] I'm so tired of being good.

Baldwin: We're squares, Allison, and squares got to stick together.

Allison: Yeah, but Drapes are people too. They just look different.

Cry-Baby: I'm gonna sing tonight and thought she might like to hear it.

Mrs. Vernon-Williams, Allison's Grandmother: Baldwin, mind your manners.

Baldwin: This is what we think of your kind of music

[punches him]

Allison: How dare you hit him? You don't own me, Baldwin. I have the right to hear Cry-Baby sing.

Baldwin: Don't get all worked up honey. The punk got what he deserved.

Cry-Baby: [singing] High school hell cats.

Pepper, Hatchet Face, Milton Hackett, Allison, Wanda: [singing] On our own.

Cry-Baby: [singing] High school hell cats.

Pepper, Hatchet Face, Milton Hackett, Allison, Wanda: [singing] Almost grown.

Cry-Baby: [singing] Come on pick a fight, we wish you would. I love being bad cause it sure feels good. Oh-oh!

[Allison and The Whiffles finish singing "Mr. Sandman"... Uncle Belvidere whisks Allison down a rope]

Milton Hackett: Allison Vernon-Williams, the decision is yours...

Uncle Belvedere Rickettes: You sang with the squares, now sing with the drape!

[everyone cheers]

Baldwin: We'll get married and live in Suburbia. I love you Allison

Allison: I don't want to hurt you Baldwin.

Lenora Frigid: [snatches toy baby away from little girl] I had my baby. Isn't he cute? I'm a square now. Wave to Allison.

Mrs. Vernon-Williams, Allison's Grandmother: You may be a square Lenora, but you're still a tramp.

[Mrs. Vernon-Williams turns to look at Allison]

Mrs. Vernon-Williams, Allison's Grandmother: Allison, pick the man who loves you the most.

Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: Allison, I'm sorry to get you locked up! But tonight, well, you were the coolest date I ever had!

Allison: But Cry-Baby, who was that girl? Why didn't you tell me you already had a lady friend?

Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: That Lenora ain't nothing to me! I swear on my daddy's grave! I'm burning inside to touch you, baby!

Allison: What's the matter, Cry-Baby?

Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: Everything's the matter!

Allison: It's just the thunderstorm. Heat lightening. It's sexy.

Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: It's not sexy! Electricity makes me insane!

Allison: Oh, Crybaby, your fingers feel so good!

Cry-Baby: I've been saving it up for a girl like you.

Allison: It's really wild, but I'm-I'm afraid that I'm not gonna fit in here. You know, with your friends, and stuff.

Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: You're cool, Allison. You just look square. Underneath it all, I think you're really hep.

Hatchet-Face: Well, what have we here?

Wanda: The first square to ever set foot in Turkey Point.

Pepper: Hey fine mama, welcome to the Jukebox Jamboree!

Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: These are the Cry-Baby girls. That's Wanda.

Wanda: Dig it, babe. You need a new look!

Hatchet-Face: Don't you got tits? Stick 'em out, for God's sake!

Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: That's Hatchet-face. She don't mean no harm.

Pepper: The first thing a Cry-Baby girl learns: our bazooms are our weapons!

Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: Now, Pepper's pregnant, but she can fight like a man!

Wanda: I wouldn't be caught dead in a full skirt.

Pepper: Hey girls, what do you think? Let's give Allison here a bad girl beauty makeover. You game?

Allison: Sure! Think I got what it takes?

Hatchet-Face, Wanda, Pepper: Whoa ho ho!

Wade "Cry-Baby" Walker: You got it, Allison. You got it raw!

Cry-Baby: [singing] I had my first cigarette before I could walk / And I was strumming this guitar before I could talk, Cause I'm the King.

Hatchet-Face, Wanda, Pepper, Milton Hackett, Allison: [singing] King Cry Baby.

Cry-Baby: [singing] Yeah, I'm the King.

Hatchet-Face, Wanda, Pepper, Milton Hackett, Allison: [singing] King Cry Baby.

Cry-Baby: [singing] Oh, I'm the King.

Hatchet-Face, Wanda, Pepper, Milton Hackett, Allison: [singing] King Cry Baby.

Cry-Baby: [singing] A King Cry Baby with a tear in my eye / If you mess with the King you're gonna cry, baby, cry, baby, cry, baby, cry.

Allison: [to Cry Baby] Mommy and Daddy took separate planes for safety, you know, in case one plane crashed, I'd still have a living parent. But Cry Baby, both planes crashed and I never saw my parents alive again.

Miles: Not funny. Skillful, but not funny.

Allison: It's like when something sounds funny, but it isn't funny.

Allison: I'm in the midst of doing my thesis.

Alvy Singer: On what?

Allison: Political commitment in twentieth century literature.

Alvy Singer: You, you, you're like New York, Jewish, left-wing, liberal, intellectual, Central Park West, Brandeis University, the socialist summer camps and the, the father with the Ben Shahn drawings, right, and the really, y'know, strike-oriented kind of, red diaper, stop me before I make a complete imbecile of myself.

Allison: No, that was wonderful. I love being reduced to a cultural stereotype.

Alvy Singer: Right, I'm a bigot, I know, but for the left.

Dale: Do some of your friends take medication?

Allison: Why?

Dale: Because I think they forgot to take it.

Dale: You thought I looked like some kind of freak?

Allison: We misjudged you Dale. I'm... I'm really sorry.

Dale: Don't be sorry, it's my fault. I should have known if a guy like me talked to a girl like you, somebody would end up dead.

Allison: Wait, wait! Everyone just stop for a second and let's talk this out, okay? Nobody wants to hurt anyone.

Tucker: [as he favors the hand with the fingers that Chad cut off] You could've fooled me!

Chad: Fuck off, hillbilly!

Tucker: Eat shit, body perm!

Allison: Wait! Wait! How 'bout I make some tea and we all sit and talk this out.

Tucker: S-s-sounds like a good idea. I'll provide the finger sandwiches!

Allison: What was that?

Dale: Anthemis nobilis

Allison: Huh?

Dale: It's the ingredient in camomile tea that causes allergic reactions in rare cases... like I said, I remember weird stuff.

Allison: It's true, Chad. You're half hillbilly.

Allison: I have this stupid dream...

Dale: Dreams are not stupid.

Allison: I like your costume, Dani.

Dani: Thank you! I really like yours too. Of course, I couldn't wear anything like that because I don't have any. What do you call them, Max? Yabbos?

[Max embarrassed nearly spits out the cider he's drinking]

Dani: Max likes your yabbos. In fact, he loves them!

Max: [looking at the salt can] Well, what does it say?

Allison: Well, it says to form a circle a salt to protect from zombies, witches, and old boyfriends.

Max: And what about new boyfriends?

Dani: Officer! Officer!

Allison: Officer, we need your help.

Cop: What's the problem?

Dani: [to Max] Tell him.

Allison: Go ahead.

Max: [nervously] Well, um well, you see I just moved here. Well, you see? It's like this: I I um broke into the old Sanderson house and I brought the witches back from the dead. See, I even have the book.

Cop: [disapprovingly] You lit the Black Flamed Candle?

Max: Yeah.

Cop: Come on. Okay, let's get on the sidewalk.

Dani: And he's a virgin.

[the cop stares at them]

Cop: [to Max] Come here.

[Max comes closer to him]

Cop: [whispers] Are you a virgin?

Max: Yeah.

Cop: Really?

Max: Look, I'll get it tattooed on my forehead, okay?

Allison: Officer, this is not a prank!

Dani: Really!

Cop: Hey! I put my life on the line to protect this community, and you punks pull this? Get out of here.

Allison: [runs off in fear with Max, Dani, and Binx] Come on, Dani.

Cop: And take that cat with you.

[the cop laughs]

Cop's Girlfriend: [comes out wearing a Halloween costume] What's so funny, Eddie?

Cop: Ah, just a bunch of kids pulling my chain. They thought I was a real cop.

[his girlfriend laughs]

Allison: The world's a playground. You know that when you are a kid, but somewhere along the way everyone forgets it.

Allison: [riding on a motor scooter] Am I going too fast for you?

Carl Allen: Nah. In fact, I think you should go faster. That way if we crash, at least I'll die. I just don't wanna be kept alive artificially.

Allison: Are you stalking me?

Carl Allen: No, I would never do that. Oh, by the way, the new furniture looks great from the yard.

Allison: [singing with her band] Don't call me past 11 PM, it won't happen again. You can call me at 10:59 but don't call me at 11 because that's my rule now.

Allison: Have you met my friend Ian? He's a computer hacker. He helped me erase your MySpace page, and your band's MySpace page, and your FaceBook page. Happy networking, asshole!

Allison: [singing with her band] Don't call me past 11pm, it won't happen again. Happened once, it happened twice, it happened three times, maybe four times, maybe five times, maybe, maybe it happened six times, but it won't happen seven times.

Allison: [singing on stage] I shoulda been the one to break up with you. / He said who are you, who are you? / I wanna snap your neck and spit on you. / He said who are you, who are you?

Allison: I'm Amaretto, not really, and I will be your waitress for this evening guys. So what can I get for you?

Duncan: I would like a slow, comfortable, screw.

Allison: Aren't we jumpy tonight!

Allison: Look, no fangs! Come on.

Allison: Time, mister, it's not a thief. It's an embezzler staying up nights, and juggling the books so you don't notice anything missing when you wake up.

David: [discussing his son] I mean, deep down he's a good kid.

Allison: He's actually a great kid.

Mr. Peersall: No, he's actually a selfish, incorrigible monster with a heart made out of shit and splinters.

Emily: What is it's like we're on our death beds and looking back at our lives... and looking at all the guys we've liked, loved and just fucked... and it turns out, that the whole time, like we were supposed to be together.

Allison: [Pushes Emily over an gets on top of her] I don't think I could go down on you.

Allison: Inside the circle and out, we live very sheltered lives... So we dress gangsta, we talk shit, so what? It's our thing. See basically, the thing to remember is that none of it really matters, we're just teenagers and we're bored.

[grinds with Toby at each pause]

Allison: We are totally... fucking... bored.

Emily: Maybe your mom has a fucking suicide kit handy!

Allison: Yeah,

[laughs]

Allison: probobly... she has like, pot... you ok in there?

Emily: Yeah I'm fine.

Allison: [pause]

[leans head against door]

Allison: I'm not leaving.

Hector: What you doin' around here? Looking all homegirl and shit?

Allison: I always dress like this!

Hector: Oh, yeah? Wow! Here I am, trying to look like I got the money, and you're trying to look like ME! Fuckin' white people.

Stuart Lang: You were arrested! With crack dealers!

[walks to the other end of the counter next to Joanna]

Joanna Lang: [after a long pause] Maybe this hasn't been the easiest place to live, lately.

Stuart Lang: [walks back over across from Allison] Alright, so we talk about it. That's what we're supposed to do. One of us has a problem, we all talk it over.

Allison: [rolling her eyes in disbelief] Oh, right! Who are you kidding? Who can ever talk to you when you're never even here?

Stuart Lang: [raising his voice] Well, I'm gonna' make it easier for you to find me - you're grounded!

Joanna Lang: [to Stuart] Hasn't she already suffered enough...

Allison: Yes, besides, what good would it do...

[notices that her Mom has gotten a pot and two cans of soup]

Allison: Wha...? I don't want any soup, Mom!

Stuart Lang: [leaning towards her over the counter] What were you doing Downtown in the first place?

Allison: [looking straight at him] I was sick of this phony life.

Joanna Lang: [upset, but trying to calm everyone] Alright, stop it, stop it, both of you. This whole thing is gonna' just go away.

[with determination]

Joanna Lang: "Tomato", or "chicken with rice"?

Allison: We're teenagers and we're bored.

Hector: Want something?

Allison: Uh, Yeah-no I don't... um, no... I don't know. Not really.

Hector: What are you smiling at?

Allison: I'm just uh, smiling.

Hector: [gestures toward Sasha and Amanda in the back seat of the SUV] What are your friends smiling at?

Allison: I think... they're having a nervous breakdown?

Hector: So you shopping like the other night? 'Cuase you know I got the real shit, ah.

Allison: No, I'm just looking.

Hector: Yeah, me too. I'm just looking too.

Runaway: [another girl throws up] You don't got any Dilaudid shoved up your ass to stop her from doing that?

Allison: Uh, no.

Runaway: [she and Desiree stand up and face Allison] Positive?

Allison: [with a fake smile] You can check if you like.

Desiree: [laughs and hits Runaway in the shoulder]

Runaway: [walking away] Yeah, in your dreams!

Female Cop #2: [Female Cop opens the door] Allison Lange?

Allison: Yeah?

Female Cop #2: Your parents are here.

[Runaway gives Allison an envious look]

Desiree: [as Allison stands up to leave, Desiree comes over and confronts her and points at her incredulously] Bitch got parents?

Hector: What you want cabacha?

Allison: Why did you do that to us last night?

Hector: Do what? Huh? We did exactly what you wanted us to do. You wanted into 16th Street and you didn't fucking make it.

Allison: You think that Emily wanted that?

Hector: Who? Emily?

Allison: Yeah you know her.

Hector: Emily, cual es Emily?

[friend makes a motion to indicate small]

Hector: Oh, si, la chiquita, la putita,huh. Yeah yeah the one who got drunk and fucking played us like Punk'd.

Allison: No, that wasn't a game to her!

Allison: [after scening a video of herself from the past] I remember her.

Hector's Girl: [Comes out of the bedroom wearing a bedsheet] Hector.

Hector: [turns to girlfriend] Un motito

Allison: [looks at girlfriend then gives Hector a withering look]

Hector: What you thought? You thought, like, I was in love you or something, huh? Is that what it is? I don't know where you belong, but it ain't here, girl.

Allison: Fine.

[turns and walks out]

Stuart Lang: So, how are things with Toby? Is he still your boyfriend?

Allison: Yeah. I mean, I dunno. Whatever I don't believe in relationships anyway.

Stuart Lang: Why not? Is it because of your mother and me?

Allison: [pause]

[easily]

Allison: Nope.

Allison: Oh my god!

Amanda: What?

Allison: That guy is getting a blow job!

Allison, Sasha: [both start laughing]

Amanda: [indignant] It's not fuckin' funny, Allison! Shut up!

Allison: Hey, you're gonna love this

Emily: What is it?

Allison: Crack, cocaine.

Emily: [shrieks] where did you get that?

Allison: a lady never tells

Emily: How do we use it?

Allison: So, I called the drug hotline and asked them what signs to look for if my mom smoked crack. He said little pieces of aluminum foil everywhere so

[looks at Emily]

Allison: You want to try it right?

Emily: yeah

Allison: cool

[flicks on lighter]

Allison: ready?

Emily: We are such crackheads.

Allison: We ARE such crackheads.

[it burns fast]

Allison: Oh shit go!

Emily: What?

Allison: Go! Just inhale it!

[it flies up]

Allison: ah!

Emily: Ah!

Allison: [coughs] where'd it go?

Emily: Ow, it hit me right there.

[touches arm]

Allison: Ohh, ohh, ohh I'm sorry

[kisses it]

Allison: [strokes Emily's cheek ] Whitney's right

Together: Crack is whack!

Allison: I can't believe you think Emily got raped and I just hung around and watched.

Stuart Lang: No one's saying that.

Robert Shapiro: Detective, Allie can't be of any use to you. She didn't see anything, she can't identify anybody.

Allison: This is insane. I don't know anything about a rape.

Chino: Que haces con esta pinche gabacha?

Hector: Hey hey, cool it. she's with me.

Chino: [quietly] She didn't fuck you before you think she'll fuck you now?

Hector: Hey, no chingas she will.

[Chino leaves]

Allison: I don't think he likes me.

Emily: [Emily, Amanda, and Sasha approach Allison at her locker the morning after her arrest with Hector and his gang] Ally, you are soo fucking down!

Sasha: Yeah, like doing hard time and shit...

Allison: [trying hard to be modest] No, no, it wasn't like that...

Amanda: Come on, I heard you hit a cop and you got into a knife fight!

Allison: Na, no-no guys. It was more like uh... detention.

[tosses her purse into her locker and flings it shut]

Allison: See ya later!

[puts her arm around Emily's waist and the two of them walk away]

Amanda: [watches them leave] Bye...

Sasha: So, I wonder what Daddy thought!

Amanda: [rolls her eyes] Please! Daddy waved his magic wand and it went away.

Allison: Teenagers think they'll live forever.

Eric: Someone once said friends are just God's way of apologizing for family.

Allison: If I say one word, it's, like "Look at your life. There are people starving in India."

Eric: There are people starving in Santa Monica, you know.

Allison: Both are examples of legal profiteering from illegal activities.

Teacher: You want to connect the dots?

Allison: Economics and ethics, don't mix. Um, individuals and governments. Both pursue their own self-interest often, uh, carelessly and no one's really willing to take responsibility for anything.

Hector: What you doin' around here?

Hector: Looking all homegirl and shit?

Allison: I always dress like this!

Hector: Oh, yeah? Wow!

Hector: Here I am, trying to look like I got the money,

Hector: And you're trying to look like ME!

Hector: Fuckin' white people.

Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: [on a high] Take the best orgasm you've ever had... multiply it by a thousand, and you're still nowhere near it.

Allison: It beats any meat injection. That beats any fucking cock in the world.

Whit: Why don't you want to spend the holiday with me? I miss you.

Allison: Because I hate you. Because you're a philanthropist. Because you broke Mom's heart.

Whit: Philanderer.

Allison: What?

Whit: The word you're looking for is philanderer, not philanthropist. They have a slightly different meaning.

Allison: Well, you would know.

Allison: I can't believe you're gonna stalk me. But, um... Just so you know, tomorrow's a half-day.

Whit: Well, I'll be here then.

Allison: I've felt loved, and that's all that matters. So, never mind favorites. You're allowed to have one. The point is, you've been mine.

[first lines]

Construction Foreman: Please. Please. Don't worry. Don't worry.

Allison: It's utter chaos around here. And I'm terrified we're running out of time. Am I trying to be too perfect?

Allison: I should have my head examined again.

Allison: If food is the prose of poetry, then lights are its poetry. I like that. If music were the food of love, play on. I'm going out of my mind.

[Kelley, Allison, and Larry are playing "Screw, Marry, Kill"]

Kelley Winters: Eddie Redmayne, Alex Pettyfer, Miles Teller.

Allison: Who's Eddie Redmayne?

Larry: Are you serious? The guy who played Stephen Hawking.

Allison: Okay, well, I can't *screw* him.

[Kelley and Larry look at her in confusion]

Allison: He's in a wheelchair!

Larry: Don't be a bitch, Allison; it's contagious.

Allison: I'm not being a bitch. I am hungover.

[last lines]

Jake: It's all your fault! What did you do? What did you bring here?

Allison: [shaking and sobbing] It followed me here. THEY followed me here!

Principal Dale: Allison, I don't know what you're talking about. Vanessa and Miyuki aren't missing. They're right here.

Allison: [turns, seeing the ghostly manifestations of Vanessa and Miyuki sitting on either side of her]

Allison: [referring to the grudge] They followed me here!

Allison: [whimpers] Why did you have to bring me into this house...?

Vanessa: Uuuh, you were the one who wanted to go in!

Allison: [stands up and cries] What did I ever do to you?

Allison: You went inside that house.

Principal Dale: There nothing to worry about, it is just an abandoned house.

Allison: Where have you been?

Shannon: [gasps] You scared me to death!

Allison: [laughs] Sorry.

Shannon: Only taking care of all these lonely love-starved devils.

George: I think I'm falling in like with you.

Allison: I think you said that without a stutter.

George: [laughs] I did.

Allison: Hm-hmm.

George: And you know what like leads to?

Allison: What?

George: Love.

Allison: Maybe this game isn't a game. Maybe this so-called hunt is an actual hunt. Maybe -

Bob: Allison, stop talking.

Allison: No! There's no way I'm going another ten miles in the middle of nowhere, where some maniac has kidnapped and possibly killed some woman. I'm not doing it!