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Steven H. Price : Sure is a funky old house, ain't it?
Watson Pritchett : I lied. The house is alive. We're all gonna die.
[after Price receives a call from Evelyn]
Channel 3 Reporter : So Mr. Price, business or pleasure?
Steven H. Price : Neither. My wife.
Steven H. Price : [after throwing a wrench and disengaging the lock-down] So much for a PhD in engineering.
Evelyn Stockard-Price : Stephen, if you really love me, you'll find a way to drop dead in the next second.
Steven H. Price : Oh but baby, finding ways for me to die is really your thing. Let's not forget the O.J. knife with the not so retractable blade, the Jim Jones kool-aide which was exactly that.
Evelyn Stockard-Price : Accidents, all accidents until proven otherwise.
Watson Pritchett : Jesus, she's dead. She was cute too. God, I'd love to get laid before I die.
[Looks at Evelyn]
Watson Pritchett : How you doin' tonight?
[Evelyn gives him a glare]
Watson Pritchett : Yeah, I'm alright.
[Goes back to heavy drinking]
And most anything else from House on Haunted Hill.
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Death is but a door. Time is but a window.
"Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind." – Dr. Seuss
"Someone called actors 'sculptors in snow.' Very apt. In the end, it's all nothing." – Vincent Price
The Oldest and Stongest Emotion of Man is Fear- H.P Lovecraft
Six bottles went down the drain
One hour's a waste of time
I'd ask if you feel the same
Still pushin that chance to try
Your breath in this cool room chill
Long hair that blows side to side
You speak and make time stand still
And each time you walk right on by
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