مجزرة منشار تكساس 2

[to Leatherface] You have one choice, boy: sex or the saw. Sex is, well, nobody knows. But the saw, the saw is family.

Peel that pig and slice him thick.

Dog will hunt. Get that bitch, Leatherface. Get that bitch! [laughs] Dog will hunt.

[hitting L.G. in the head with a hammer] Incoming mail!

It's a dog eat dog world and from where I sit there just ain't enough damn dogs!

The small businessman... always, always, always gets it in the ass.

[when asked the secret of his successful chili] No secret, it's the meat. Don't skimp on the meat. I've got a real good eye for prime meat. Runs in the family.

Burn her like a rat. Burn her like a rat.

You coonshits, you fudge packers, you'll be the death of me yet!

I love this town. This town loves prime meat.

What the hell's going on here? That the American way of entering a man's home?

I wouldn't wish this rotten life off on a one-eyed ferret with mange.