The Exorcist III (1990) - Quotes

Taglines: The horror is Legion.

Taglines: Do you dare walk these steps again?

Patient X: Incidentally, who is this Damien you mentioned?

Kinderman: Don't you know him?

Patient X: I know nothing! Except I must go on killing Daddy! I must shame him!

Kinderman: Are you Damien Karras?

Patient X: Aah, you haven't any medical records for him, have you? No tedious fingerprints?

Kinderman: I thought you told me nothing's really wrong with you.

Father Dyer: There isn't, my brother Eddie had these same stupid symptoms for years.

Kinderman: Your brother Eddie died at the age of 30.

Father Dyer: So what? He got killed in Vietnam.

Kinderman: There could have be some connection.

Father Dyer: A connection?

Kinderman: Are you sure this isn't serious, Joe?

Father Dyer: Well, with Eddie, there was--

Kinderman: Will you shut up about Eddie?!

Father Dyer: With my brother, it was nerves.

Kinderman: You make a lot of people nervous.

Father Dyer: Only sinners.

Kinderman: EVERYBODY!

Nurse Blaine: Is everything all right in here, guys?

Kinderman: WE'RE FINE!

Kinderman: [sighs] I'm just... tired.

Father Dyer: Well, call the desk and book a room.

Kinderman: I brought you a hamburger, father.

Father Dyer: I'm not hungry.

Kinderman: Eat half, it's from Clyde's.

Father Dyer: Where'd the other half come from?

Kinderman: Space, your native country.

Nurse: [out in the hallway] WHO STUCK THIS GUY?!

Father Dyer: Nice and peaceful here, isn't it?

Kinderman: Idyllic.

Kinderman: The whole world is a homicide victim, Father. Would a God who is good invent something like that? Plainly speaking, it's a lousy idea. It's not popular. It's not a winner.

Father Dyer: There you go, blaming God.

Kinderman: [[w:Phil Rizzuto|Phil Rizzuto] Who should I blame? ]?

Father Dyer: You wouldn't want to live forever.

Kinderman: Yes, I would.

Father Dyer: No, you wouldn't. You'd get bored.

Kinderman: I have hobbies. In the meantime, we have cancer and mongoloid babies and murderers, monsters prowling the planet, even prowling this neighborhood, Father... right now, while our children suffer... and our loved ones die, and your God goes waltzing blithely through the universe like some kind of cosmic Billie Burke.

Father Dyer: Bill, it all works out right.

Kinderman: When?

Father Dyer: At the end of time.

Kinderman: That soon?

Father Dyer: No. We're going to be there. We're going to live forever, Bill. We're spirits.

Kinderman: Oh, I would love to believe that.

Mrs. Clelia: My radio. Aren't you going to fix it? Nothing ever gets fixed round here. Just a whole bunch of pies and anchovies. Go away. I don't ever talk to strangers.

Kinderman: I'm the radio repairman, Mrs. Clelia.

Mrs. Clelia: Well then, fix it.

Kinderman: What's wrong with it?

Mrs. Clelia: Dead people talking. It's right here. Do you see it?

Kinderman: Yes. I see it.

Mrs. Clelia: I just knew you weren't really a radio repairman. That's a telephone I'm holding.

University President: Joey... What did you say that offended Tom Lowery? He's our biggest benefactor.

Father Dyer: Oh, he is?

University President: What did you say to him?

Father Dyer: Jesus loves you. Everyone else thinks you're an asshole.

Father Kanavan: [makes the Sign of the Cross] May the Lord be in your heart to confess your sins. Yes?

Penitent: I have a... a... scrupulous conscience, Father. This need to... confess... so many things. If I... step on... two straws on the shape of the Cross, I feel that I have to confess it. It torments me.

Father Kanavan: Try and make a good confession, and remember, Christ forgives all our sins.

Penitent: Only little things. Nothing. Seventeen of them, Father. The first was that waitress in Candlestick Park. I cut her throat and watched her bleed. She bled a great deal. It's a problem I'm working on, Father. All this bleeding.

The Gemini Killer/Patient X: Catatonics are so easy to possess.

The Gemini Killer/Patient X: [laughs] Where was I? Oh, yes. The Master. He was kind, you see. He brought me to our mutual acquaintance Father Karras. Not to well at the time. I'm afraid he was, passing on in the dying mode, as we say. So, as Karras was about to slip out of his body-- is this true? The Master was slipping me in. Oh, now there was some confusion when the medic said that Karras was dead-- I mean, he was dead, technically speaking. I mean, his time was up. He wanted out. But I was in! A little traumatized, true. I mean, after all, his brain were jelly. Lack of oxygen, and all that sort of thing. You understand? It took a maximum effort that at last got me out of that cheap little coffin. Vow of poverty, disgusting. Never mind. Toward the end, a slapstick comic relief. When that old Brother Faine, who was tending the bodies, saw me climbing from the coffin. It's the smiles that keep us going. Don't you think? The little giggles and bits of good cheer.

The Gemini Killer/Patient X: Yes, about this body of mine. Friend of yours. Well, there I was so awfully dead in that electric chair. I didn't like it. Would you? It's upsetting. There was still so much killing to do, and there I was, in the void, without a body. But then along came, well, you know, my friend. One of them. Those others over there. The cruel ones, the Master. And he thought that my work should continue. But in this body, in this body in particular, in fact. Ooooh, let's call it revenge. The certain matter of an exorcism I think Father Karras expelled certain parties from the body of a child. Certain parties were not pleased. To say the least. To say the very least. And so my friend, the Master, devised this pretty little scheme as a way of getting back. Of creating a stumbling block. A scandal. A horror to the eyes of all men who seek faith, using the body of this saintly priest as an instrument of... well, you know my work. But the main thing... is the torment of your friend, Father Karras, as he watches while I rip, and cut, and MUTILATE THE INNOCENT! His friends! And again! AND AGAIN! AND ON AND ON! HE IS INSIDE WITH US! HE WILL NEVER GET AWAY! HIS PAIN WON'T END! Oh, gracious me. Was I raving? Please forgive me. I'm mad...

The Gemini Killer/Patient X: I still hear from her occasionally, screaming. I think the dead should shut up, unless there's something to say.

The Gemini Killer/Patient X: You again. You've interrupted me. Have you come to save God's servant? Well, I must save mine, my son the Gemini. He has work to do much more. But come in, Father Morning. Enter, knight. This time you're going to lose.

The Gemini Killer/Patient X: [[Shakespeare; [w:Titus Andronicus|Titus Andronicus; [w:succinylcholine|succinylcholine; [w:inferior vena cava|inferior vena cava; [w:superior vena cava|superior vena cava] I like plays. The good ones. ]... I like ] the best - it's sweet. Incidentally, did you know that you are talking to an artist? I sometimes do special things to my victims: things that are creative. Of course, it takes knowledge, pride in your work. For example, a decapitated head can continue to see for approximately twenty seconds. So when I have one that's gawking, I always hold it up so that it can see its body. It's a little extra I throw in for no added charge. I must admit it makes me chuckle every time. Life is fun. It's a wonderful life, in fact, for some. It's too bad about poor Father Dyer. I killed him, you know. An interesting problem, but finally, it worked! First, a bit of the old ] to permit one to work without, ah, annoying distractions. Then, a three foot catheter threaded directly into the ] -- or, ]. It's a matter of taste, I think, don't you? Then the tube moves through the vein, under the crease of the arm, into the vein that leads directly into the heart, and then, you just hold up the legs, and you squeeze the blood manually into the tube from the arms and the legs. There's a little shaking and pounding at the end for the dregs - it isn't perfect. There's a little blood left, I'm afraid. But, regardless, the overall effect is astonishing! And isn't that really what counts in the end? Yes, of course, Good Show Biz, Lieutenant, the EFFECT! And then, off comes the head without spilling one single drop of blood. Now I call that SHOWMANSHIP, Lieutenant!

The Gemini Killer/Patient X: Did you get my message? I left it with Keating. Nice girl. Good heart.

Father Joseph Dyer: No, Bill. I'm not dreaming.

Father Joseph Dyer: [[Spaceballs|May the Schwartz be with you.] Go in peace, my child. ]

Father Joseph Dyer: We're going to live forever, Bill. We're spirits.

Father Joseph Dyer: I once spent a year hearing children's confessions and I wound up a lemon drop junkie. The little wierdos keep breathing it on you along with all that pot. And between the two of them, I've got a feeling it's probably addictive.

Father Joseph Dyer: I've been standing out there for centuries. Four new popes have been elected. That's a lot of white smoke.

Father Joseph Dyer: Jesus loves you, everyone else thinks you're an asshole.

Damien Karras: We won... Bill. Now free me.

Damien Karras: Bill, now! Shoot now! Kill me now!

Damien Karras: I have dreams of a rose... and falling down a long flight of steps.

Lieutenant Kinderman: This I believe in... I believe in death. I believe in disease. I believe in injustice, and inhumanity, and torture, and anger, and hate. I believe in murder. I believe in pain! I believe in cruelty, and infidelity! I believe in slime, and stink, and in every crawling, putrid thing, every possible ugliness and corruption, YOU SON OF A BITCH! I BELIEVE... in you.

Lieutenant Kinderman: My wife's mother is visiting, Father. And Tuesday night, she's cooking us a carp. It's a tasty fish, I've got nothing against it. But, because it's supposedly filled with impurities, she buys it live and for three days, it's been swimming... up and down... in my bathtub. Up and down... and I hate it. I can't stand the sight of it, moving its gills. Now, you're standing very close to me, Father; have you noticed? Yes. I haven't had a bath for three days. I can't go home until the carp is asleep because if I see it, swimming... I'll kill it.

Lieutenant Kinderman: I was signaling beings on Mars. Sometimes they answer.

Lieutenant Kinderman: On the entrance exam for new policemen, they ask, "What are rabies and what would you do for them?" Ryan said, "Rabies are Jewish priests and I would do anything I possibly could for them.

Lieutenant Kinderman: I cannot believe you just said that. What kind of a world is this? Are you an animal? Do you know what Macbeth is about? I'll tell you. It's a play about the numbing of the moral sense. I tell Ryan that we have nothing to go on in this case. You know what he says to me? "Win some, lose some." You're a racist, Ryan. Did you know that?