Winifred Sanderson Quotes in Hocus Pocus (1993)

Winifred Sanderson: Oh look, another glorious morning. Makes me sick!

Billy Butcherson: Go to hell!

Winifred Sanderson: Oh! I've been there, thank you. I found it quite lovely.

Winifred Sanderson: You know, I've always wanted a child. And now I think I'll have one on toast!

Winifred Sanderson: Sisters, All Hallow's Eve has become a night of frolic, where children wear costumes and run amok!

Sarah: Amok!

[dances around]

Sarah: Amok, amok, amok, amok, amok.

[Winifred punches Sarah in the stomach]

Sarah: Ugh!

Winifred Sanderson: Twist the bones and bend the back

Sarah, Mary Sanderson: Itch-it-a-cop-it-a-Mel-a-ka-mys-ti-ca

Winifred Sanderson: Trim him of his baby fat

Sarah, Mary Sanderson: Itch-it-a-cop-it-a-Mel-a-ka-mys-ti-ca

Winifred Sanderson: Give him fur black as black, just

Mary Sanderson: Like

Sarah: This!

Winifred Sanderson: Unfaithful lover long since dead. Deep asleep in thy wormy bed. Wiggle thy toes, open thine eyes, twist thy fingers toward the sky. Life is sweet, be not shy. On thy feet. So sayeth I!

Master's Wife: Aren't you broads a little old to be trick or treating?

Winifred Sanderson: We'll be younger in the morning.

Master's Wife: Yeah, sure, me too.

Winifred Sanderson: My ungodly book speaks to you. On All Hallow's Eve, when the moon is round, a virgin will summon us from under the ground. Oh oh! We shall be back, and the lives of all the children of Salem will be mine!

[All three witches cackle]

Winifred Sanderson: Why? Why was I cursed with such idiot sisters?

Sarah: Just lucky, I guess.

Master's Wife: Okay that's it, party's over! Get out of my house!

Master: Now, pudding face.

Master's Wife: Shove it, Satan!

Sarah: Ooh. Thou mustn't speak to Master in such a manner.

Master: They call me Master.

Master's Wife: Wait 'til you see what I'm gonna call you. Now, tart-face, take your Clark bars and get out of my house!

Winifred Sanderson: Make us!

[the witches gather around her]

Master: Honeybunch.

Master's Wife: Ralph, sic 'em!

[the witches runs out of the house in fear]

Sarah: What is this place?

Mary Sanderson: It reeks of children!

Winifred Sanderson: It is a prison for children.

Winifred Sanderson: Don't get your knickers in a twist! We're just three kindly old spinster ladies.

Mary Sanderson: Spending a quiet evening at home.

Sarah: Sucking the lives out of little children!

[Winifred chokes Sarah]

Winifred Sanderson: Well, tell me friend, what is this contraption?

Bus Driver: I call it a bus.

Winifred Sanderson: A bus. And its purpose?

Bus Driver: To convey gorgeous creatures such as yourselves to your most...

[cracks his knuckle]

Bus Driver: Forbidden desires.

Winifred Sanderson: [laughs] Well, fancy! We desire children.

Bus Driver: Hey, it may take me a couple of tries, but I don't think there's gonna be a problem.

Winifred Sanderson: [Exiting the clay oven where they were lured by a learn-to-speak French tape] Hello, I want my book. Bonjour, je veux mon livre.

[Sarah is pushed onto the "black river", but lands straight up]

Sarah: 'Tis firm! 'Tis firm as stone!

Winifred Sanderson: Why, it's a road!

Winifred Sanderson: [flying by Max, Dani, and Allison] Pull over! Let me see your driver's permit!

Winifred Sanderson: [as she chases Max, Allison, and Dani by truck] Resisting arrest?

Winifred Sanderson: Damn, damn, damn, double damn!

Winifred Sanderson: [sings while flying] Book! Come to Mommy!

Voice of Thackery Binx: [Jumps on the book to prevent it from floating up to Winifred, with a screech] Afraid not!

Winifred Sanderson: Thackery Binx, thou mangy feline. Still alive?

Voice of Thackery Binx: And waiting for you!

Winifred Sanderson: Oh! Thou hast waited in vain. And thou will fail to save thy friends, just as thou failed to save thy sister!

[Screams and swoops down toward Binx]

Billy Butcherson: [to Winifred, after finally freeing his mouth] Wench! Trollop! You buck toothed, mop riding firefly from hell!

[Winifred yells offensively]

Billy Butcherson: [happily to Max] I've waited centuries to say that.

Max: [disgusted] Say what you want; just don't breathe on me!

Winifred Sanderson: Billy! I killed you once, I shall kill you again, you maggoty malfeasence! Hang on to your heads!

Winifred Sanderson: Therefore, it stands to reason, does it not, sisters dear? That we must find the book, brew the potion and suck the lives out of the children of Salem before sunrise. Otherwise it's curtains. We evaporate! We cease to exist! Dost thou comprehend?

Mary Sanderson: You explained it beautifully, Winnie. They way in which you started out with the adventure part and slowly.

Sarah: Explained what?

Winifred Sanderson: Come, we fly!

Winifred Sanderson: Oh, cheese and crust! He's lost his head! Damn that Thackery Binx!

Sarah: I am alive!

Winifred Sanderson: Damn that boy, he's tricked us again.

Mary Sanderson: Oh, you're right, you're always right.

Winifred Sanderson: [Interjects] It's my curse, that and you two! Get off me you thundering oafs!

Jay: Oh man, how come it's always the ugly chicks that stay out late?

Winifred Sanderson: [Winnie, Sarah and Mary stop, turn and glare at the boys] Chicks?

Max: You've messed with the great and powerful Max! Now you must suffer the consequences! I'm going to summon the burning rain of death!

Winifred Sanderson, Sarah, Mary Sanderson: [murmuring together] The burning rain of death?

Max: [lights lighter]

Winifred Sanderson: Look, he makes fire in his hand.

Max: [raises lighter to sprinkler, and the spreads out his arms wide]

Winifred Sanderson: It's the burning rain of death! Come, you fools!

[pulls them off to the side]

Thackery's Father: Winifred Sanderson?

Winifred Sanderson: Yes?

Thackery's Father: I will ask thee one final time.

Winifred Sanderson: Yes?

Thackery's Father: What hast thou done with my son, Thackery?

Winifred Sanderson: Thackery? Hmm.

Thackery's Father: Answer me!

Winifred Sanderson: Well, I don't know. Cat's got my tongue.

[Winifred, Mary, and Sarah laugh at her own joke as Binx angrily meows]

Winifred Sanderson: [thunder clash]

Winifred Sanderson: Sisters! Behold!

Sarah: I am beautiful! Boys will love me!

Mary Sanderson: We're young!

[laughs and claps excitedly]

Winifred Sanderson: Well younger. But! It's a start!

Mary Sanderson: [the sisters dance laughing] Oh my, Winifred, you are the mere sprig of a girl!

Max: [after Max drinks the vial] Now you have no choice! You'll have to take me!

[Winifred soars down to Max]

Winifred Sanderson: What a fool to give us thy life for thy sister's.