Jimmy:
Remember me, Ralph? I’m about to fry
Ralph:
"Shut up!"
Jimmy:
While you and your friends stand idly by
My life is a ticking bomb
I’m gonna miss my senior prom!
You murdered me, Ralph!
Ralph:
"Shut up!"
Jimmy:
Murdered me!
Ralph:
Murdered you!
Jimmy:
Murdered you!
Ralph:
Murdered him!
Sally:
"Everything okay, Ralph?"
Ralph:
"Don’t you see the kid? He’s haunting me!"
Mae:
"Maybe you better cool off on the muggles there."
Ralph:
"I’m just a little hungry, that’s all."
Mary:
Remember me, Ralph?
I’ve been sent to Hell
A pubescent edition of Jezebel
It hurts a lot to bend
But at least I’ve made a friend
Goat Man:
Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah!
Mary:
Murdered me!
Ralph:
Murdered you?
Jimmy:
Murdered me!
Ralph:
Murdered them!
Jack:
"What’s eating him?"
Sally:
"I think he’s had one too many giggle sticks."
Ralph:
"Man, I’m starvin’. We got any eats?"
Jack:
"Check the icebox, hotshot."
Ralph:
"The icebox. That’s good. That’s good."
Zombies:
Open the gate and abandon hope
With the ghosts of the kids that got hooked on dope
Ralph:
Way down where it’s hot
They are saving us a spot
Rats (puppets popping up from a trap door):
You murdered them, Ralph!
All:
Murdered ’em! Murdered ’em!
Murdered ’em! Murdered ’em!
Ralph:
"Fellas, wait! Ya got any cheese, or what?"
Sally:
He’s losing it, Jack
Jack:
Gee, you don’t suppose
Mae:
He’s liable to crack and spill all he knows
Mae, Sally:
He’s really acting weird
Jack:
Perhaps it’s time he disappeared
He’d never be missed! I could
Zombies, Jack:
Murder him! Murder him!
Murder him! Murder him!
Mae:
"Jack, no! You fire that gun, you’ll have the cops right back here..."
Jack:
"We’ll play it your way...for now."
Sally:
"Ow! He bit me!"
Ralph:
"Jack? My tummy’s getting rumbly! Feed me! Feed me!"
Sally:
"Leggo my arm! Jack, make him stop -- he’s giving me the creepin’ heebie-jeebies!"
Jack:
"C’mon, Mae. We’ll go and get Ralph a bite."
Mae:
"Yeah, he’s liable to wake the whole building with that racket."
Jack:
"You. Stay here. Keep him piped down."
Sally:
"Jack? I don’t like the way he’s lookin’ at me. Shake a leg with that grub."
Ralph:
"Leg...grub..."
Mae:
"Ralph, we have take-away from Dim-Foo’s... Ralph? Sally? Where’d they go?"
Jack:
"They best not have skipped town."
Mae:
"Sally? Ralph?"