Edgar Frog Quotes in The Lost Boys (1987)

Max: It was all going to be so perfect, Lucy. Just like one big, happy family. Your boys... and my boys.

Edgar Frog: Great! The Bloodsucking Brady Bunch!

Alan Frog: We don't ride with vampires.

Sam Emerson: Fine, stay here.

Edgar Frog: [Looks around, clearly scared] We do now.

Alan Frog: Yeah.

Max: Don't ever invite a vampire into your house, you silly boy. It renders you powerless.

Sam Emerson: Did you know that?

Edgar Frog: Of course. Everyone knows that.

Edgar Frog: I think I should warn you all, when a vampire bites it, it's never a pretty sight. No two bloodsuckers go the same way. Some yell and scream, some go quietly, some explode, some implode, but all will try to take you with them.

Edgar Frog: Listen, just so you know, if you try to stop us, or vamp out in any way, I'll stake you without even thinking twice about it!

Sam Emerson: Chill out, Edgar.

Edgar Frog: [coming to his senses] Right.

Paul: You killed Marco!

Edgar Frog: Yeah, and you're next!

Paul: No, you're next!

[Paul sees garlic in the bathtub]

Paul: Haha! Garlic don't work, boys!

Edgar Frog: TRY THE HOLY WATER, DEATH BREATH!

Edgar Frog: [the Frog Brothers walk in the room, carrying loads of stakes. To Sam] Okay, where's Nosferatu?

Sam Emerson: Who?

Edgar Frog: The prince of darkness.

Alan Frog: The night crawler. The bloodsucker.

Edgar Frog: El Vampiro.

Sam Emerson: Mike! They're here!

Edgar Frog: Where the hell are you from? Krypton?

Edgar Frog: How much do you think we should charge them for this?

Sam Emerson: Got a problem, guys?

Edgar Frog: Just scoping your civilian wardrobe.

Sam Emerson: Pretty cool, huh?

Alan Frog: For a fashion victim.

Edgar Frog: You did the right thing by calling us. Does your brother sleep a lot?

Sam Emerson: Yeah, all day.

Alan Frog: Does the sunlight freak him out?

Sam Emerson: Uh, he wears sunglasses in the house.

Edgar Frog: Bad breath, long fingernails?

Sam Emerson: Yeah, his fingernails are a little bit longer, um, he always had bad breath, though.

Alan Frog: He's a vampire all right.

Edgar Frog: All right, here's what you do: get yourself a good sharp stake and drive it right through his heart.

Sam Emerson: I can't do that; he's my brother.

Alan Frog: OK, we'll come over and do it for you.

Sam Emerson: No!

Edgar Frog: You'd better get yourself a garlic T-shirt, buddy, or it's your funeral.

Sam Emerson: And then his dog started chasing my mom like the hounds of hell in "Vampires Everywhere."

Edgar Frog: We've been aware there's some very serious vampire activity in this town for some time.

Alan Frog: Santa Carla's become a haven for the undead.

Edgar Frog: As a matter of fact, we're almost certain ghouls and werewolves occupy high positions at city hall.

Alan Frog: Kill your brother, you'll feel better.

Sam Emerson: Guys, we're on our own.

Edgar Frog: Good, just the way we like it.

Alan Frog: Notice anything unusual about Santa Carla yet?

Sam Emerson: No, it's actually a pretty cool place... if you're a Martian!

Edgar Frog: Or, a vampire!

Sam Emerson: You guys sniffin' on newsprint or somethin'?

Sam Emerson: What's that smell?

Edgar Frog: Vampires, my friend, vampires.

Edgar Frog: Are you OK?

Sam Emerson: I nailed one of them downstairs with a bow and arrow.

Alan Frog: All right, Sambo!

Edgar Frog: We trashed the one that looks like Twisted Sister.

Alan Frog: Totally annihilated his night-stalking ass!

Edgar Frog: Well, Nanook helped a little.

Alan Frog: Death to all vampires!

Edgar Frog: Maximum body count!

Edgar Frog: We're awesome monster bashers!

Alan Frog: The meanest!

Edgar Frog: The baddest!

Edgar Frog: You think you really know what's happening here, don't you? Well, I'll tell you something, you don't know shit, buddy.

Alan Frog: Yeah? You think we just work at a comic book store for our folks, huh?

Sam Emerson: Actually, I thought it was a bakery.

Edgar Frog: This is just a cover; we're dedicated to a higher purpose. We're fighters for truth, justice, and the American way.

Alan Frog: Aaaaaah! Flies!

Edgar Frog: We're on the right trail. Flies and the undead go together like bullets and guns. Come on.

Alan Frog: We blew it, man, we lost it!

Edgar Frog: Shut up!

Alan Frog: We unraveled in the face of the enemy!

Edgar Frog: It's not our fault, they pulled a mind scramble on us! They opened their eyes and talked!

Edgar Frog: Come on Sam, let's get out of here. Burn rubber!

[the car accelerates, almost driving over a cliff]

Edgar Frog: Christ!

Sam Emerson: Burn rubber does not mean warp speed!

Michael Emerson: [the Frog Brothers are talking about killing Star] Don't you touch her!

Edgar Frog: [to Alan] Come on. Vampires have such a rotten temper.

Edgar Frog: [in background] I'm the head Frog here.