Dr. Hirsch: “If I survived Rommel, I’m sure I can survive another excruciating evening with Roger Matheson.”

Jack: “I was murdered, an unnatural death, and now I walk the earth in limbo until the werewolf’s curse is lifted.”

David: “You’re a very beautiful girl.”

Dart Player: “It’s the one who lived. He’s the one who’s in danger, and not just him. Others will be, too. It’s almost full moon. He’ll change, and he’ll—.”

David: “You know, there are gonna be plenty of girls on this trip.”

Jack: “Yeah, we’re off to a great start.”

David: “Well, I think that a werewolf can only be killed by someone who loves him.”

Jack: “The wolf’s bloodline must be severed. The last remaining werewolf must be destroyed. It’s you, David.”

Alex: “I’ve left those pills for you.”

David: “Ah, a doper werewolf.”

David: “It’s-a cold and-a wet out-a here!”

Little Boy With Balloons: “A naked American man stole my balloons.”

Little Boy’s Mother (Lesley Ward): “What?”

Barmaid: “We have spirits and beers. If it’s something hot you want, you can have tea.”

Jack: “Then you have tea?”

Barmaid: “No.”

David: “No, I’m not being silly, you little creep.”

David: “Aren’t you gonna say ‘I told you so’?”

Jack: “If I were still alive, I probably would. But I did tell you so, you schmuck.”

David: “Oh, I see, and you want me to ask them if they’re burning candles to ward off monsters.”

Jack: “Right.”

David: “Wrong.”

Dr. Hirsch: “Surely, I’m not that impressive.”

Chess Player: “No, no sir, you’re not.”

Alex: “Shall I be forced to feed you, David?”

Alex: “I’m torn between feeling very sorry for you and finding you terribly attractive.”

David: “Believe what? That tomorrow night beneath the full moon, I’ll sprout hair and fangs and eat people? It’s bulls**t!”

Jack: “Oh, g*****n it, David, please believe me. You’ll kill and make others like me. I’m not havin’ a nice time here.”

Taxi Driver (Alan Ford): “It puts you in mind of the days of the old demon barber of Fleet Street, doesn’t it?”

Alex: “I’ve had seven lovers in my life, three of which were one-night stands.”

Dr. Hirsch: “Nurse Gallagher, surely you perform some function here at the hospital?”

David: “I think Debbie Klein’s a mediocre person with a good body.”

Jack: “There’s nothing mediocre about Debbie Klein’s body.”

Jack: “Where’s the lamb?”

David: “It’s probably inside getting cold. Come on.”

Jack: “No, really. What kind of ad is that for a pub?”

David: “I don’t know. Would you rather the Hilton?”

Inspector Villiers (Don McKillop): “I cannot accept a connection between David Kessler and last night’s murders.”

David: “Jack was right!”

Alex: “Jack is dead!”

Jack: “Those sheep s**t on my pack.”

Dart Player: “It’s murder, then.”

Chess Player: “Then murder it is!”

David: “But Jack, where are we going?”

Jack: “I don’t know, I’ll tell you when we get there!”

David: “Look, Dr. Hirsch. I know I was traumatized, but Jack was torn apart. I saw him. A man can’t do that to someone with his bare hands.”

Dr. Hirsch: “You’d be surprised what horrors a man is capable of.”

Jack: “It was very bloody.”

Chess Player: “Bloody awful if you ask me.”

David: “You know, it just fascinates me how much energy you spend on somebody so dull.”

Jack: “There’s nothin’ dull about that body.”

Jack: “Your parents came to my funeral. I was surprised at how many people came.”

David: “Why should you be surprised? You were a very well-liked person.”

Jack: “Yeah. I was, wasn’t I?”

Jack: “Well, I liked you.”

Jack: “I realize I don’t look so hot, David, but I thought you’d be glad to see me. David! You’re hurting my feelings.”

David: “Fe-fi-fo-fum, I smell the blood of an Englishman.”

David: “We’ve known Debbie, what, since the eighth grade? How many years of foreplay is that?”

David: “Don’t I need a silver bullet or something?”

Jack: “Oh, be serious, would you?”

David: “Doctor, my memory is fine. It’s my sanity I’m beginning to worry about.”

Jack: “Thanks for the ride, sir. You have lovely sheep.”

Dr. Hirsch: “Now, you’ll be leaving this hospital in three or four days. Please, remain sane. At least until you’re no longer our responsibility.”

Jack: “Kill yourself… before you kill others.”

Chess Player: “Beware the moon, lads.”

Jack: “The supernatural, the power of darkness, it’s all true. The undead surround me. Have you ever talked to a corpse? It’s boring.”

Alex: “Will I have to take such drastic action again, David?”

Sergeant McManus (Paul Kember): “Inspector, the boy seems all right to me, and—”

Inspector Villiers: “And what, Sergeant?”

Jack: “Excuse me. But what’s that star on the wall for?”

Chess Player: “Go. God be with you.”

Gerald: “You’ve left my wife a widow and my children fatherless. And I understand I am to walk the Earth in limbo, one of the living dead, until the wolf’s bloodline is severed and the curse lifted. You must die, David Kessler.”