メイフィールドの怪人たち

This is my neighborhood!

Oh no! You guys can't leave. This is the best part. I called the pizza dude!!!

[last lines] God I love this street.

Hey! Pinocchio! Where are you going? Don't you make a move, sonny! I was eighteen months in the bush, and I could snap your neck in a heartbeat.

What have you got in the cellar, HERR Klopek?

Walter. I know you're in there. That scum-sucking, barking rat of yours has just taken his last dump on my lawn. I find one more- just one- and I'm gonna catch him and staple his ass shut.

Gentleman, we are on alert!

I'm telling you these people are Satanists, As I sit here, they are Satanists, Look, look, the world is full of these kind of things - black masses, mutilations, Mutilations! The incubus, the succubus - I'm tellin' you, Walter was a human sacrifice.

I can see the news report now. "They were a quiet family, kept pretty much to themselves, No one would have ever suspected them of foul play."

Now they know that we know that they know that we know.

Nobody knocks off an old man in my neighborhood and gets away with it.

I'm only trying to take a nap! I'm only laying here with my eyes closed trying to get some goddamn sleep!

I can't walk anywhere without you asking me where I'm going - I'm going to Paris, France, okay? I'm going to Banff, Canada, alright? That's where I'm going.

I-I've never seen that before. I've never seen anybody drive their trash to the curb and beat the hell out of it with a stick... I've never seen that before.

There go the Goddamn brownies.

Smells like they're cooking a goddamn cat over there.

You got a lawsuit on your hands mister!

I want to kill everyone, Satan is good, Satan is our pal.