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Something Wicked This Way Comes

Something Wicked This Way Comes (1983) - Quotes

Audience Score
65

The Cost of Fulfilling Dreams

Taglines: What would you give a man who could make your deepest dreams come true?

Embracing the Unknown: Frightening and Strange

Taglines: Something frightening. Something strange. Something different.

Shadows of Dreams and Their Consequences

Taglines: Ray Bradbury's classic tale of shadowy dreams come true

Speak Your Dreams Aloud

Taglines: Don't whisper your dreams, someone may be listening.

The Cost of Fulfilling Your Dreams

Taglines: After he fulfills your deepest, lifelong dream...he'll tell you the price you have to pay.

The Battle Between Good and Evil

Charles Halloway: [quoting [[Shakespeare] By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes.
Mr. Dark: Then rang the bells both loud and deep. God is not dead nor doth he sleep.
Charles Halloway: The wrong will fail, the right prevail, with peace on Earth, goodwill to men.
Mr. Dark: It's a thousand years to Christmas, Mr. Holloway.
Charles Halloway: You're wrong. It's here, in this library tonight, and can't be spoiled.
Mr. Dark: Did Will and Jim bring it with them on the soles of their shoes? Then, we shall have to scrape them.

The Nature of Fear and Desire

Charles Halloway: I know who you are. You are the autumn people. Where do you come from? The dust. Where do you go to? The grave.
Mr. Dark: Yes. We are the hungry ones. Your torments call us like dogs in the night. And we do feed, and feed well.
Charles Halloway: To stuff yourselves on other people's nightmares.
Mr. Dark: And butter our plain bread with delicious pain. So, you do understand a little.
Charles Halloway: You are known in this town. My father knew you.
Mr. Dark: Your father? The preacher? That half-man?
Charles Halloway: He lived on goodness.
Mr. Dark: Tasteless fare. Funerals, bad marriages, lost loves, lonely beds. That is our diet. We suck that misery and find it sweet. We search for more always. We can smell young boys ulcerating to be men a thousand miles off. And hear a middle-aged fool like yourself groaning with midnight despairs from halfway around the world.

The Value of Learning from Others

Charles Halloway: I, uh, have the honor, sir.
Mr. Dark: And have had for many years, I do believe. All that time spent living only through other men's lives. Dreaming only other men's dreams. What a waste.
Charles Halloway: Sometimes a man can learn more from other men's dreams than he can from his own. Come visit me, sir, if you wish to improve your education.
Mr. Dark: I will, and I may improve yours.

The Nature of Goodness and Self-Doubt

Will Halloway: If you're a good person, then demons can't harm you, can they? Am I? Am I a good person?
Charles Halloway: Well, I wouldn't count on your mother's answer right now, but I think you are.

The Importance of Father-Son Connection

Charles Halloway: A father should be able to play baseball with his son.
Mrs. Halloway: Baseball's not necessary, not with a heart like yours, he'll forgive you that.

The Attraction of Danger and Power

Tom Fury: Some folks draw lightning to em as a cat sucks in a baby's breath.

A Father's Legacy of Love and Freedom

Narrator: For my father, being old was all right now. He had freed himself from the shadows, and liberated our town. So, I think he knew on that bright morning, that he'd made a memory that would live as long as sons tell sons about fathers they love.

October Reflections on Childhood and Memory

Narrator: First of all, it was October, a rare month of boys; full of cold winds, long nights, dark promises. Days get short. The shadows lengthen. The wind warms in such a way, you want to run forever through the fields, because up ahead, ten thousand pumpkins lie waiting to be cut. It was the October of my 12th year when the seller of lightning rods came along the road toward Green Town, Illinois, sneaking glances over his shoulder. Somewhere not far back was a terrible storm. Even now, on those special autumn days, when the air smells like smoke, and the twilights are orange and ash gray, my mind goes back to Green Town, the place where I grew up. In my memory, I'm back on Main Street again, among the neighbors who gave me my first glimpses into the fearful needs of the human heart.

The Need to Stop Blaming Others

Charles Halloway: We gotta stop blaming sometime.

The Power of Tears in Desperation

Charles Halloway: [to Will, who is crying] Tears, that's what they like! My God, how they like tears! Look, that's no way to save young Jim, Jump around, eh? Whoop and holler, Come on, look at me, eh? Look at me. I'm the great whooping crane. Whoop, whoop, whoop.

The Significance of Three O'Clock

Charles Halloway: [hearing a clock chime] Three o'clock. They call it the soul's midnight...

A Warning About Identity and Deception

Charles Halloway: [to Mrs. Nightshade] For God's sake, go home! The man meeting you here isn't your husband!

Confusion Among the Boys

Charles Halloway: [to Will and Jim] Boys, what the hell is going on around here?

Desire for Truth and Deception Unveiled

Mr. Dark: [Clenching his fists until his hands bleed] I do want to know the truth, sir. The truth is, you are lying!

The Persistence of Divine Vigilance

Mr. Dark: Then rang the bells both loud and deep. God is not dead nor doth he sleep.