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Gomez, last night, you were unhinged. You were like some desperate, howling demon. You frightened me. [pause] Do it again!

[Watching Morticia sleep] Look at her. I would die for her. I would kill for her. Either way, what bliss.

And our credo, "Sic gorgiamus allos subjectatos nunc"..."We gladly feast on those who would subdue us". Not just pretty words.

[when asked about her Halloween costume] This is my costume. I'm a homicidal maniac- they look just like everyone else.

Don't torture yourself, Gomez- that's my job.

Wednesday, play with your food!

They say that a man who represents himself in court has a fool for a client. And, with God as my witness, I am that fool!

[looking through Fester's suitcase] Crowbar... dynamite... cyanide. Fester- as if we'd run out.

[watching Pugsley sleep] He looks so sweet... just like a little entrée.

Thing, you're a handful.

They say she danced naked in the town square and enslaved a minister! But don't worry, we told Wednesday, "College first."

[to Tully] Dirty pool, old man. I like it!

Fester: Three parts dynamite, with a nitroglycerin cap. It's perfect for small homes, carports and toolsheds.

[Pugsley is tied up, an apple in his mouth. He mumbles something to her] Don't be a baby. I know what I'm doing. [Raises and aims her crossbow]

Spirits above me, give me a sign! Shall I be joyous, or shall I be damned?

That's the spirit, Thing! Lend a hand!

[looking through an armoire] Uncle Nick-Nack's winter wardrobe... Uncle Nick-Nack's summer wardrobe... Uncle Nick-Nack...

"How do you take it off?" That's absurd! That finger trap was a party favor at his 10th birthday! He wore that finger trap for two years! Mother had to teach him to eat with his feet!

Grandma: Dinner's gonna be late. [goes outside chasing a cat] Here, boy! Here, boy!

[upon seeing that Fester is actually Gordon] I knew it! You are a fake!