The Lost Boys

[upon seeing Grandpa's workroom, filled with deer heads and other animals] Talk about the Texas Chain Saw Massacre.

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[to Sam] I can never sleep with the closet door open, either. Not even a crack. Sam, this is a terrible thing to admit, but I think that one of the reasons I divorced your father was because he never believed in the closet monster.

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Michael: [about Grandpa] Looks like he's dead! Lucy: No, he's just a deep sleeper. Sam: If he's dead, can we go back to Phoenix? Grandpa: Playin' dead. And from what I heard, doin' a damn good job of it, too.

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Michael: Grandpa, is it true that Santa Carla's the murder capital of the world? Grandpa: There are some bad elements around here. Sam: Wait a second, let me get this straight. You're telling me we've moved to the murder capital of the world? Are you serious, Grandpa? Grandpa: Well, let me put it this way. If all the corpses buried around here were to stand up all at once we'd have one hell of a population problem.

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Grandpa: Now, on Wednesdays when the mailman brings the TV Guide sometimes the address label is curled up just a little. You'll be tempted to tear it off. Don't. You'll only wind up rippin' the cover and I don't like that. And stay outta here. Sam: Wait, you have a TV? Grandpa: No. I just like to read the TV Guide. Read the TV Guide, you don't need a TV.

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Sam: Got a problem, guys? Edgar: Just scoping your civilian wardrobe. Sam: Pretty cool, huh? Alan: For a fashion victim. Edgar: Listen, buddy, if you're looking for the diet frozen yogurt bar, it went out of business last Summer. Sam: Actually I'm looking for a copy of Batman issue #14. Edgar: That's a very serious book, man. Alan: Only five in existence. Sam: Four, actually. I'm always looking out for the other three. [then he looks at the comic books] Look, you can't put the Superman #77s with the 200s; they haven't even discovered Red Kryptonite yet, and uh... you can't put the #98s with the 300s; Lori Lemaris hasn't even been introduced. Edgar: Where the hell are you from? Krypton? Sam: Phoenix, actually. But lucky me, we moved... here. Edgar: Take this. [He gives Sam a comic book entitled "Vampires Everywhere"] Sam: I don't like horror comics. Edgar: You'll like this one, Mr. Phoenix; it could save your life.

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