"I met him, fifteen years ago. I was told there was nothing left. No reason, no conscience, no understanding; even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, good or evil, right or wrong. I met this six-year-old child, with this blank, pale, emotionless face and, the blackest eyes... the devil's eyes! I spent eight years trying to reach him, and then another seven trying to keep him locked up because I realized what was living behind that boy's eyes was purely and simply... evil!
"I watched him for fifteen years, sitting in a room, staring at a wall, not seeing the wall, looking past the wall - looking at this night, inhumanly patient, waiting for some secret, silent alarm to trigger him off. Death has come to your little town, Sheriff. Now you can either ignore it, or you can help me to stop it."
"You've got to believe me, Officer, he is coming to Haddonfield... Because I know him - I'm his doctor! You must be ready for him... If you don't, it's your funeral!"
"You've fooled them, haven't you Michael? Well, you haven't fooled me."
"He's gone from here! The evil is gone!"
"He was my patient for fifteen years. He became an obsession with me until I realized there neither reason nor understanding or anything about him that was... even remotely human. An hour ago I stood up and fired six shots into him and he just got up and walked away. I am talking about the real possibility that he is STILL OUT THERE!"
"I shot him 6 times! I shot him in the heart-but... HE'S NOT HUMAN!"
"In many ways he was the ideal patient. He didn't talk, he didn't cry, he didn't even move. He just waited..."
"In order to appease the gods, the Druid priests held fire rituals. Prisoners of war, criminals, the insane, animals... were... burned alive in baskets. By observing the way they died, the Druids believed they could see omens of the future. Two thousand years later, we've come no further. Samhain isn't evil spirits. It isn't goblins, ghosts or witches. It's the unconscious mind. We're all afraid of the dark inside ourselves."
"Michael? Why now? You've waited ten years. Why come back now? I knew this day would come. Don't go to Haddonfield. If you want another victim, take me. But leave those people in peace. Please, Michael?"
"Six bodies, Sheriff, that's what I have seen! Between here and Ridgemont. An entire filling station in flames! I'm telling you Michael Myers is here, in this town! He's here to kill that little girl and anybody who gets in his way!"
"Michael? It will destroy you too, one day, Michael! This rage which drives you. You think if you kill them all it will go away? It won't! You have to fight it, in the place where it's strongest! WHERE IT ALL BEGAN! If you want to get rid of this rage, Michael, go home, GO HOME! Go to your house! I shall be there waiting for you! You will find HER, waiting for you!"
"I prayed that he would burn in hell. But in my heart, I knew that hell would not have him."
"I know why you've come back, Michael. Because the little girl... the little girl can stop the rage inside. She knows how to do it, Michael. If you let her, she can stop the rage... the rage inside."
"No, she's not up there, Michael. She's down here in the middle of the old house... your house, Michael. Your house. Do you remember how much better you used to be?"
