Here is our list of the best quotes from Netflix’s horror mystery Fear Street (2021) trilogy all directed by Leigh Janiak. Based on R.L. Stine’s best-selling horror series, the trilogy covers three different time periods, 1994, 1978, and 1666, and follows a murder mystery that shakes up the town of Shadyside, Ohio.'The truth will come out. Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow, but it will. The truth shall be your curse.' - Sarah Fier (Fear Streat Part 3: 1666) Click To Tweet
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1. Fear Street Part One: 1994
'It's not your future if you're pretending to be someone else.' - Deena (Fear Street Part One: 1994) Click To Tweet
The story follows a group of teens discovering that a series of horrifying events that have plagued their town, Shadyside, Ohio, over many years might not be random, and that they may be the next victims.
Heather: [referring to The Wrong Number by R.L. Stine] “It began as a prank and ended in murder.” Fantastic choice. I love this one.
Customer: It’s trash. Low-brow horror. It’s for my stepdaughter.
TV Reporter: Shadyside, small-town America. But among locals, a history of horror has earned it another nickname, “Killer Capital USA”. And last night, tragedy struck again.
Deena: This internet bulls**t is potentially exactly why you have no friends.
Josh: It’s not bulls**t. It’s a community dedicated to the truth. Look, some guy went crazy and killed a bunch of people at the mall last night.
Deena: Holy s**t.
Josh: It was all over the news. Skull mask killer. But, of course, the media won’t talk
about the most important part.
Deena: Josh, I am telling you calmly, step out of your internet fantasy nerd land, and get in the car.
Josh: And you step out your depressoid “I’m going to die alone” land, and stop obsessing about Sam!
Kate: You see? It’s the witch. Sarah Fier’s back.
Deena: Oh, Christ. Not you too.
Kate: It’s just fun.
Deena: It’s sick.
Simon: What? The dude was wearing a Halloween skull mask! How is that not fun?
Deena: People died. Heather died.
Deena: The dude was probably just some sad sack who hated his life, just like the rest of us, except he decided, “Hey, why don’t I get out of here for good?” And, “Hey, why don’t I take Heather, and a couple other mall rats with me?” There’s no angry dead witch who made him go postal. The only thing that made him go crazy is this town!
Kate: You know we don’t believe this witch s**t, right? It’s just, like, f***ed-up Santa Claus, or something.
Deena: [to Kate and Simon] You’re both morons.
Kate: Excuse me? Which one of us is valedictorian, again? And president of every club this s**thole has to offer. I’m getting out of here. Off to claim my place among the stars, b**ch.
Deena: [to Sam] I know there’s not much of a future in Shadyside with a lesbo. Best case is what? Dead on the mall floor after a double shift, or maybe, maybe if you’re really lucky, you’re the one carrying the knife.
Deena: S**t is doomed!
Samantha Fraser: It doesn’t have to be. It’s like you want to lose.
Deena: At least I know who I am.
Samantha Fraser: Stop being mad at me for wanting a different future.
Deena: It’s not your future if you’re pretending to be someone else.
Deena: I’m going to kill you.
Josh: Yeah? Well, you better do it before dad gets here, because he’s going to murder you! You know the cops called him at work about some accident last night?
Deena: Please get out of my room.
Josh: You get out of your room! You’ve been in your bed like all day!
Samantha Fraser: You are total chaos! And you have always been! So don’t blame me when you wake up in ten years just like your dad! Old, and drunk, and going nowhere!
Deena: Okay, first, go to hell. Second, yeah. Congrats on getting out of Shadyside, Sam. All you had to do was suck it up, literally, and swallow some Sunnyvale…
Samantha Fraser: You know what? I never want to see you again!
Deena: Great. Have a nice goddamn life!
Sheriff Nick Goode: Martin, around here, people show a little respect. They call me Sheriff Goode.
Martin: Sheriff Goode? More like Sheriff m**herf***ing Evil!
Kate: Why do you know so much about killers?
Josh: Know thy enemy, right?
Sheriff Nick Goode: Let me get the right paperwork. “Dead killer chasing…” Would you say he was more Dawn of the Dead, or Night of the Living Dead?
Samantha Fraser: Wait. You don’t believe us?
Samantha Fraser: I think we should stay. We’re safe here. What if that psycho shows up again?
Deena: Then we’ll be ready.
Deena: They didn’t believe us. We’re on our own.
Samantha Fraser: It doesn’t make sense. It’s not possible. Bullets didn’t stop her.
Kate: Amazing observation.
Deena: Who the hell was that?
Simon: How the hell should I know? She was hot! I don’t know! The b**ch seemed normal!
Deena: Yeah, well, I hate to break it to you, but normal b**ches don’t bleed black f***ing blood!
Simon: Well, she was hot and normal, until she attacked me with a f***ing razor blade!
Josh: Was she singing something? Was she singing a song, like an oldie song?
Simon: Jesus, Rain Man. How the f*** do you know that?
Josh: It happens in Shadyside over and over. Normal people turn into psychos.
Samantha Fraser: What’s happening to us?
Deena: There are people trying to kill us. Dead people, if you believe my weirdo brother.
Samantha Fraser: That’s not what I meant.
Deena: Yeah, I know.
Deena: [to Sam] Look, I know I always give you s**t for like pretending you’re someone you’re not, but it’s not really easy for me to, you know, be like us either.
Samantha Fraser: Maybe you’re right. Maybe s**t is doomed. I mean, here we are. We’re together for one night and…
Deena: Dead people are trying to kill us.
Josh: None of this is random. It’s Sarah Fier. She’s turning Shadysiders into killers.
Kate: Do you really believe that? I mean, no one actually thinks that this witch s**t is real.
Simon: Yeah, it’s something babysitters make up to scare kids.
Josh: 1666, Sarah Fier was hanged for witchcraft, fact. But ever since she was executed, she’s been possessing people, turning them into killers, to take revenge on the town.
Simon: It’s like the nursery rhyme.
Josh: Yeah. Yeah.
Simon: “Before the witch’s final breath, she found a way to cheat her death. By cutting off her cursed hand, she kept her grip upon our land. She reaches from beyond the grave to make good men her wicked slaves.”
Josh: Don’t you see what’s happening to us? This is all proof. Shadyside isn’t just some hotbed for psychos. All these massacres are connected to Sarah Fier. The witch’s curse is real!
Kate: Fine. Let’s assume that the witch has been possessing people for some sort of messed-up vendetta. This isn’t the same as the mall massacre. Something different is happening to us. Something way worse.
Simon: This is really bad!
Kate: No wonder the witch is pi**ed at us. I’d be pi**ed too. Sam disturbed her grave.
Josh: Now she’s sending her henchmen after us.
Kate: Henchmen? As in, every one of those sickos on your wall is going to be coming after us?
Simon: She’s mad because we disturbed her grave, right?
Deena: Yeah. So?
Simon: So, let’s undisturb it! Just put the bones back, rebury them, and put her to rest!
Deena: No, that’s so stupid!
Josh: That’s genius!
Simon: Yeah! In Poltergeist!
Josh: Guys, I think there’s someone in the woods!
Josh: That was the Camp Nightwing Killer!
Kate: That was a bust!
Deena: Yeah, maybe because it’s not like the movies, okay? It’s not as easy as putting bones to rest!
Simon: It should’ve worked. It always works!
Josh: Maybe it’s her missing hand.
Kate Who gives a s**t? It doesn’t matter.
Kate: Hey, how do I not die?
Simon: We! How do we not die?! And I’m looking at you, witch nerd!
Josh: I don’t know!
Samantha Fraser: They’re not coming for us! They’re coming for me.
Simon: It’s Jaws, dude! A shark smelling blood!
Simon: Sam bled on her bones, and now the witch wants more of her blood!
Samantha Fraser: Okay, so what do they do in Jaws?
Kate: Well, I’m pretty sure they didn’t go skinny-dipping with the goddamn bait.
Deena: She’s not bait!
Josh: Yeah. She is. Seriously, if we’re right, and they’re after her, let’s give these a**holes what they want.
Samantha Fraser: [to Deena] This is all my fault. I’m sorry. When I went to Sunnyvale, I ran away from you. Because you were like this reminder. I was scared of this. Of us. Of me. And like tonight’s been the first time I’ve felt like myself in months. It’s been so long. I forgot what that felt like. You make me feel like me.
Josh: What if tonight’s it for us?
Simon: Did you all go to pound town? Me too!
Josh: The trap is simple. We set the bait. The killers go to the blood. Then…
Simon: Smile, you son of a b**ch!
Simon: She’s here! I saw her! She was so sexy, but f***ing crazy still! She was doing it! Following the blood trails!
Kate: They’re coming for her. If we put Sam in the hall, we end this now.
Deena: You’re a monster.
Kate: I’m being reasonable!
Deena: [referring to Sam] You’re suggesting killing her.
Josh: I mean, that’s not exactly what she’s saying.
Deena: Oh, you’re on her side?
Kate: You’d let us all die to protect her.
Kate: This is the way. It’s the only way. Sam’s got to go.
Deena: Are you kidding me?
Samantha Fraser: Kate’s right. I don’t want you guys to die for me. I’m going. I’m ending this.
Kate: [to Sam] You’re not doing this alone.
Josh: There’s another way. C. Berman. She’s the key.
Josh: [referring to C. Berman] Yeah, just like you. So, if she survived, I’m pretty sure…
Samantha Fraser: There may be a way for me to live too.
Samantha Fraser: [referring to C. Berman] Yeah, she survived, but first she died.
Samantha Fraser: What if this is it? What if that’s how she survived? Her heart stopped. She survived by dying.
Deena: It’s just like Kate said. Okay? The witch wants you dead. So we kill you. And then, just like this C. Berman b**ch, we bring you back to life.
Kate: What are you saying?
Samantha Fraser: F*** it. I’m dying tonight one way or another. Let’s try to bring me back.
Simon: Let’s Timothy this b**ch!
Simon: Epinephrine, also known as adrenaline. This is what brings her back. This is Jesus!
Samantha Fraser: You guys remember half an hour ago, when you wanted to murder me? You don’t have to do this. You can leave.
Kate: Remember when you decided to sacrifice yourself for us? We’re ending this together.
Simon: Die well, my friend.
Simon: Kate, she’s a crusher. She doesn’t have time for most people.
Josh: I know. She’s being nice because we’re probably going to die.
Simon: No! Okay, well, maybe we’re going to die, but Kate is not nice. She sees something in you.
Simon: So, see that in yourself, dude. We would not be this far if it weren’t for you.
Samantha Fraser: What if we f*** up and just kill me? What if you can’t bring me back?
Deena: Listen to me. When you left, I saw it all. My whole future, my whole life in Shadyside. A night shift, a day shift, and a million empty beer cans, just like my dad. No way out. But tonight, even though we are in hell, I feel like I have another chance with you. And I’m not going to lose you again. Because you, and we, are the way out.
Deena: [to Sam] When this is all over, I am going to take you on a date. We’re going to eat cheeseburgers and listen to the Pixies, and make out, and have the best night of our goddamn lives. But right now, you’ve got to die. Now, look at me. Look at me. I am going to bring you back.
Sheriff Nick Goode: Sam, you look like a ghost. Like you just came back from the dead.
Samantha Fraser: Shock, I guess.
Sheriff Nick Goode: [referring to Kate and Simon] They are to blame for everything. That feels too easy to me. But that’s the story this department will go with, unless you can help me to see it differently.
Deena: Another Shadyside tragedy. An underprivileged overachiever with bright prospects. A guy, who’s been supporting his family alone since he was fifteen. Both succumbing to the quick cash of drugs. Fits the narrative, right? Nice and neat.
Sheriff Nick Goode: You came here for my help. I should have listened to you. I’m sorry. I’m listening now.
Deena: But there is nothing else to say.
Sheriff Nick Goode: Do you want your friends going down for this?
Deena: No. But they’re dead.
Deena: So I guess I’ll see you tomorrow?
Samantha Fraser: No. See you tonight.
[she then kisses Deena in front of her mother]
C. Berman: [over phone] You’re still alive!
Deena: Who is this?
C. Berman: It’s not over. It’s never over.
Deena: We ended it. We stopped the killers.
C. Berman: But you haven’t stopped her. You can’t. She makes the rules.
C. Berman: The witch. She’ll do whatever it takes. You’re not safe. She’ll find a way. She’ll come for you.
[Deena turns and sees Sam has stabbed her]
Josh: [AOL Chat] I knew Simon. He was funny and brave. And I knew Kate. She was smart, and kind, and fearless. I miss them both.
Deena: [as Sam has been possessed] Sam’s not feeling like herself. We have to get her back. I’m going to get you back.
2. Fear Street Part 2: 1978
As the activities at Camp Nightwing are about to begin, another Shadysider is possessed with the urge to kill, and the fun in the sun becomes a gruesome fight for survival.
Deena: You are the only person who knows what we’re dealing with.
C. Berman: Which is why I don’t want that thing near me. Now get that car and it off my property.
Deena: Her name is Sam. You could have watched us dead on the six o’clock news, but you didn’t. You called us back.
C. Berman: I can’t help you with this!
Deena: My girlfriend is possessed by her, and tied up in a trunk, but you, you saw her, and you survived. What was different? Please. Maybe something happened to you, something that can help us stop her.
C. Berman: There’s not! You can’t stop her. Run, far as you can, fast as you can! That is your only chance.
Deena: Look, I can’t just run!
Deena: Look, Sam, I can’t let her die. I won’t! I love her. Please!
C. Berman: In Shadyside, the past is never really past. This was July 12th. The summer of 1978. The first day of camp. A week later, my sister was dead.
Sheila: [to Ziggy] You’re going to hang, witch.
Sheila: You do know what they did to Sarah Fier, right? They hanged her, from this very tree. But she would have died forever if you did what you always do to witches. You burn them.
Kurt: Well, that’s it, Berman. Five strikes. You’re out.
Ziggy Berman: I’m out? They just tried to murder me!
Young Sheriff Nick Goode: I don’t get a thank you?
Ziggy Berman: Oh! I’m sorry, I forgot. Thank you, King of Sunnyvale, future Police Chief Nick Goode, for rescuing poor, helpless Shadysider me. How could I ever repay you? Oh, I know. I’ll just bat my eyes at you, like all the other dumba** girls.
Joan: Blue is for beautiful, if you live in Shadyside. Red is for radiance, if you live in Sunnyvale. Despite our differences, we’re all perfect! Even you, Ziggy Berman!
Tommy Slater: Only Cindy Berman would expect to clean the outhouse and not get dirty.
Cindy Berman: It’s not funny!
Tommy Slater: It’s kind of funny.
Cindy Berman: What are you doing?
Alice: Three guesses.
Arnie: Hey, careful. You don’t want to corrupt her virgin ears.
Cindy Berman: And you guys have to finish cleaning the outhouse.
Alice: We’re doing the s**t jobs all summer, now we have to clean up actual s**t? No.
Nurse Mary Lane: [referring to her daughter, Ruby Lane] Ruby was such a sweet girl. Oh, and she had a sweet voice. She was in choir. She wanted to be a singer. I was so proud of her. So proud. The doctors say it was a psychotic episode, that she just snapped. But the kids, the kids say Sarah Fier made her do it.
Nurse Mary Lane: Because I think you don’t go from being a sweet girl with dreams, to ripping someone’s insides out with a switchblade.
Ziggy Berman: Nurse Lane!
Nurse Mary Lane: People usually kill for a reason, and sometimes that reason is justified. Sometimes killing isn’t murder. Sometimes it’s necessary.
Ziggy Berman: Nurse Lane, that’s kind of hurting me.
Nurse Mary Lane: Sometimes it is good.
Cindy Berman: Explain to me what’s so funny.
Ziggy Berman: How dumb you are? No one gets out of this town, not even Miss Perfect. Bet on your way out you get run over by a bus.
Cindy Berman: Once in your life, could you just not be so mean?
Ziggy Berman: Could once in your life you just stop pretending? You’re Shadyside, in case you forgot.
Cindy Berman: And Ziggy, I mean, it’s only a matter of time before she ends up in jail, or worse. And I’m just trying to be a good role model and make something of myself. But no, no, I’m the stuck-up priss who hates fun, which isn’t even true at all. I like fun. I like fun! I just want to get out of Shadyside. Is that so crazy?
Cindy Berman: S**t!
Tommy Slater: Did Cindy Berman just swear?
Cindy Berman: Not now, Tommy! Not in the mood!
Nurse Mary Lane: I’m sorry. But I can’t save you. I saw your name. I saw it on the wall. One way or another, you’re going to die tonight.
Tommy Slater: What are you talking about?
Tommy Slater: [referring to Nurse Lane trying to kill him] It just doesn’t, it doesn’t make any sense.
Cindy Berman: Why would she do something like this?
Sunnyvale Cop: She was nuts, just like her kid.
Cindy Berman: Nurse Lane, she never seemed crazy.
Sunnyvale Cop: That’s what she said about her kid, but sane people don’t chop up their friends.
Young Officer Kapinski: Sheriff Nick Goode’s got a good ring to it. You just go easy on me when you’re my boss, huh?
Tommy Slater: She said one way or another, I was going to die tonight.
Joan: The kiddos are right. That’s like totally witchy behavior.
Cindy Berman: It’s just, there must be some explanation. The witch isn’t real.
Cindy Berman: [referring to Nurse Lane] Maybe she was on something.
Joan: Drugs are peaceful, not violent.
Cindy Berman: I’m not talking about marijuana.
Tommy Slater: Why would Nurse Mary want to do something like that? Why would she want me dead?
Gary: Oh, no. She wouldn’t.
Joan, Gary: But the witch might!
Tommy Slater: [referring to Nurse Lane] Did you see her eyes? There was something in there, something wrong.
Kurt: Tonight is Sunnyvale versus Shadyside. It is red versus blue. It is good versus evil. Tonight, we commencicate Color War!
Gary: It’s “commence”. My God.
Joan: [referring to Kurt] He might be dumb, but he’s kind of shagadelic.
Gary: He’s disgusting. You’re disgusting.
Kurt: And let’s go out there, like our ancestors before us, and murder those Shadyside witches!
Joan: Now, Shadysiders, let’s go out there and do our best. Because even if we lose, we’re still winners in our hearts.
Ziggy Berman: Maybe it was the witch.
Cindy Berman: Ziggy.
Ziggy Berman: What? That doesn’t fit your carefully constructed bulls**t view of the world?
Cindy Berman: Why are you being like this?
Ziggy Berman: Oh, I don’t know. Maybe because Nurse Lane was the only person who was nice to me, and now her life is over because bad things always happen to Shadysiders.
Cindy Berman: Nothing just happens. There’s always a reason.
Ziggy Berman: Not always a rational one.
Ziggy Berman: Deep down, you feel it, don’t you? Shadyside, there’s something here. It’s just holding us down, cursing us.
Cindy Berman: Ziggy, that’s enough.
Ziggy Berman: You’re too scared to admit it. So when things go bad, you just want to explain it away.
Cindy Berman: I’m sorry. I’m not going to blame everything on some fairy tale. Life sucks sometimes. I get that. I mean, God knows it’s been hard since…
Ziggy Berman: Since what? See, you can’t even say it! Since dad left. Since mom started drinking. Since we’re going to lose the house. And it’s not going to magically get better. And saving up all summer to buy a super cute polo shirt can’t hide that. Trying to explain why nice old Nurse Lane almost lost it today can’t either.
Ziggy Berman: We’re all cursed. For Mary, it was today. But someday, it’ll be you. And this whole fake bulls**t life of yours, it’s going to come crashing down.
Cindy Berman: That’s a horrible thing to say.
Ziggy Berman: It’s not horrible if it’s true.
Cindy Berman: I don’t know who you are anymore, but you’re not my sister.
Ziggy Berman: Then who am I?
Cindy Berman: A monster.
Ziggy Berman: That’s what they say.
Tommy Slater: [reading from Nurse Lane’s notebook] “A deal was made with the Devil. Sarah Fier cut off her wicked hand on Satan’s stone in exchange for eternal life, scarring the soil beneath with the witch’s mark, bringing Darkness upon the land.”
Alice: [reading from Nurse Lane’s notebook] “She emerged by the Meeting House, one hand severed, lost forever. We hanged the witch, body chained and buried, but without her hand, her grip on the land holds firm.”
Alice: “When she is near, blood will fall, and the curse will last until body and hand unite.”
Alice: Crazy Nurse Lane made a crazy map. It’s camp, but looks like she drew all over it.
Cindy Berman: What are you doing?
Alice: It’s called fun, Cindy Berman. You used to have it, remember?
Young Sheriff Nick Goode: Oh, looks like blood.
Ziggy Berman: Yeah. Well, I didn’t have a pig, so.
Young Sheriff Nick Goode: Carrie. Cool.
Ziggy Berman: You’ve read Carrie?
Young Sheriff Nick Goode: Yeah. Second favorite after Salem’s Lot.
Young Sheriff Nick Goode: [to Ziggy] Clearly you don’t need my assistance. All good. Go ahead. “Carrie” on.
Cindy Berman: S**t! Oh, it’s ruined now!
Tommy Slater: You cursed again.
Cindy Berman: You want me to murder you?
Tommy Slater: Maybe Mary was looking for the hand. To end the curse?
Alice: Yeah, the curse that made her daughter lose her mind.
Alice: What happened to you? You remember when we used to have fun? Before you became a snitch?
Cindy Berman: Just let it go already.
Alice: Oh, that’s easy for you to say. You lying f***ing Brutus.
Alice: [referring to the witch’s house] Was I the only one expecting like, I dont’ know, a house made out of candy?
Arnie: Maybe there’s candy down here.
Alice: Hey, Sarah, you got any candy down there? We’re high and hungry.
Alice: Hey, Sarah Fier, if you’re in here, say something! Maybe she’s shy.
Cindy Berman: [referring to the names carved in stone] The Shadyside Killers.
Alice: Yeah. Except one.
Cindy Berman: Tommy? Alice, this isn’t funny.
Alice: What, you think I carved your boyfriend’s name into solid stone with my fingernails? Someone else did this.
Alice: What, you’re just going to pretend that everything’s okay?
Cindy Berman: Alice, I just…
Alice: Tommy split Arnie’s head in half. Do you realize that?
Cindy Berman: We have to get out!
Alice: Well, tough s**t. Because we can’t. We’re going to die down here. Just like Arnie.
Cindy Berman: Those names on the wall, they didn’t stop with one murder. Seven, nine, ten, fifteen people. Those were serial killers. The campers. My sister, they’re up there. And now, so is he.
Alice: I thought you didn’t believe in the witch.
Cindy Berman: Yeah, I don’t! There must be some explanation.
Alice: Oh, my God. You are f***ing unbelievable, Cindy. Okay? He was possessed!
Alice: It wasn’t the f***ing Tylenol, alright? It was the witch. Alright, you saw those names. And that ritual, the witch is real. And she’s doing some f***ing spell s**t and possessing people. Okay? Every name on that rock. And Mary knew it, alright? She knew it. And it’s alright here.
Cindy Berman: This isn’t real!
Alice: You want an explanation? Well, here it is. Okay? She looked for the hand bone to f***ing stop the curse, to save Shadyside, but she couldn’t find it. And you want to know what she did find? Your boyfriend’s name in that f***ing wall. So she tried to kill him. Which I also would’ve done, if I knew there was a chance that Tommy f***ing Slater would ax my boyfriend in the f***ing head!
Alice: So what, like the witch made this f***ing place?
Cindy Berman: Or the settlers claimed she did. It doesn’t matter. All that matters is this symbol, it’s a…
Alice: It’s a map.
Ziggy Berman: Nick Goode, heir apparent, daddy was the police chief, the King of Sunnyvale, and now you’re going to be the same. Except it’s all make-believe. The truth is you like Stephen King, and spiders, and the weird girl from Shadyside.
Young Sheriff Nick Goode: Alright, first of all, Stephen King is like super popular. And, second, I can’t like the weird girl.
Ziggy Berman: Why not?
Young Sheriff Nick Goode: Because I’m a counselor. She’s a camper.
Ziggy Berman: Last year for me. First year for you.
Ziggy Berman: And now, now it’s just gone, and everything’s s**t. Because that’s what happens when you live in Shadyside. Everything turns to s**t eventually. But I wouldn’t expect a Sunnyvaler to understand.
Young Sheriff Nick Goode: No, maybe you’re right. But being the heir apparent isn’t always easy either.
Young Sheriff Nick Goode: Before he died, my dad loaded me up with all this, you know, “You’re my legacy, the future of the family depends on you” s**t. You know, he just dropped this huge burden in my lap. And, I dont’ know, what if I don’t want that? What if that’s not who I want to be? What if I want to be the kid who likes spiders, and Stephen King, and…
Ziggy Berman: And the weird girl from Shadyside?
Young Sheriff Nick Goode: Yeah. The weird girl from Shadyside.
Ziggy Berman: [to Nick] Would you ever kiss the weird girl?
Alice: If you have to kill him, could you?
Cindy Berman: Earlier, when Mary attacked, I just, I froze. I couldn’t do anything. So, no, I couldn’t kill anyone, much less Tommy.
Alice: Well, good news. I would happily kill him.
Cindy Berman: God, even now, after everything, you’re still a jerk.
Alice: I never got what you saw in him. And that was before the witch possessed him.
Cindy Berman: Tommy was sweet. He made me feel like everything was going to be okay. I loved him. I really did.
Alice: I loved Arnie too. I loved that gross, high little s**t.
Ziggy Berman: I can’t just sit here!
Young Sheriff Nick Goode: I’m not letting you get hurt!
Young Sheriff Nick Goode: Look, you make for cabin one. I’ll head to nine.
Gary: What if the killer’s still out there?
Young Sheriff Nick Goode: That’s the whole point, Gary.
Kurt: [after they’ve had sex] You tell anyone about this, and you’re dead. You hear me?
Joan: Yeah. Just admit that Shadysiders do it better.
Kurt: I ain’t admitting s**t.
Joan: He knows.
Alice: I was there, I was in the past.
Cindy Berman: You’re okay.
Alice: I saw the killers. And they killed so many, and you’re next. You’re f***ing next!
Cindy Berman: No, no, no, no. That’s not true. I’m right here.
Alice: The witch did this. She did all of this. She put a curse on Shadyside. Mary was right.
Cindy Berman: I know! The cave was alive, Alice. Tylenol can’t do that.
Cindy Berman: [to Alice] And I knew then, I wasn’t different from the other Shadysiders. I was cursed. I told myself if I was perfect, if I did everything right, I could beat it. I snitched on you, I got new friends, I started dressing like this. I dated sweet Tommy. I avoided you, but I couldn’t avoid Ziggy. Because she was always there, reminding me of the truth. That this town, this place was cursed. And so were we. Now I know. She was right, all this time.
Cindy Berman: I’ve been a bad sister. I’ve been a bad friend. I should’ve just skipped class, partied, had sex, had fun.
Alice: [as she reveals her cut wrists] I hate to break it to you, but the fun, it’s not any more real than your polo shirt. There’s a reason I wear these. And it’s not just because they’re awesome. We all have our ways to deal with Shadyside.
Ziggy Berman: My sister’s in the toilet!
Ziggy Berman: Shadysiders. It’s the curse.
Young Sheriff Nick Goode: No, it’s just some psycho.
Ziggy Berman: No, no, it’s not some psycho. It’s Tommy. My sister’s perfect, virgin, boring boyfriend Tommy.
Young Sheriff Nick Goode: [referring to the witch] That’s not real, Ziggy.
Ziggy Berman: That’s exactly what a Sunnyvaler would say. I thought you were different.
Young Sheriff Nick Goode: Ziggy, I know I’ve let a lot of people die tonight.
Ziggy Berman: Nick, this isn’t your fault.
Young Sheriff Nick Goode: But not you! I’m not letting you die. Because, yeah. I do like the weirdo from Shadyside.
Young Sheriff Nick Goode: I was thinking, that maybe once we get out of this, we could start a book club, or something. Maybe, I don’t know, Stephen King’s new one is supposed to be good, I hear.
Ziggy Berman: I’m done with King. Judy Blume for me from now on.
Young Sheriff Nick Goode: Yeah, Judy Blume sounds perfect.
Ziggy Berman: You believe me, right? About the curse?
Young Sheriff Nick Goode: Yeah, of course. I am different.
Cindy Berman: [stabbing a possessedTommy] F*** you!
Ziggy Berman: You swore!
Cindy Berman: It’s becoming a habit.
Ziggy Berman: You smell like s**t.
Cindy Berman: Yeah, that’s because I’m covered in it. Do you think it’ll wash out?
Ziggy Berman: You might need to buy a new polo.
Cindy Berman: I haven’t been here. I know that now. I know that you just needed me to listen, to hear you. I thought if I just put my head down, and followed the rules, everything would be fine, that I’d get out of Shadyside. But now I know you were right. Everything is cursed.
Ziggy Berman: I could have been nicer. I could have been less of a monster.
Cindy Berman: Yeah. Well, you were my monster. And at the end of the day, mom, dad, Shadyside, Sunnyvale, I won’t let anything pull us apart again. You hear me?
Ziggy Berman: Loud and clear, ma’am.
Alice: [referring to Alice killing Tommy] You did it.
Cindy Berman: We did it.
Alice: “Blood will fall.” Satan’s stone, okay? It was right there. All this time, buried under the moss, and I found it. I f***ing found it.
Cindy Berman: Found what?
Alice: Three guesses.
[she brings out Sarah Fier’s hand]
Cindy Berman: We can end this. No more murders, no more curse, no more pain. We can save Shadyside, tonight!
Ziggy Berman: My nose, I bled on the hand, and I think I just saw her.
Cindy Berman: Who?
Ziggy Berman: Sarah Fier. She was angry.
Alice: We have to bury this thing, right f***ing now.
Alice: [to Cindy] I watched my dad go to jail when I was six. I watched my mom steal, so I could eat. First time I cut myself I was twelve. It was after, well, you know when. And now tonight, I watched your perfect boyfriend turn into a monster and kill the only person I’ve ever loved I’ve waited my whole f***ing life for this. And now I’ve found it. Let me see this through. For Arnie. for Tommy. For Shadyside.
Cindy Berman: [to possessed Tommy] F***ing die?! Why won’t you f***ing die?!
Ziggy Berman: “The witch forever lives.” Cindy, what does it mean? Cindy?
Cindy Berman: I don’t know.
Ziggy Berman: Well, where is she? Where’s the body?
Cindy Berman: I don’t know!
Cindy Berman: [holding up the hand] What do you want, Sarah Fier? You want this? You can have it! Just let my sister live!
Cindy Berman: [as they’re being axed and stabbed to death] Nothing will pull us apart.
Ziggy Berman: Never again.
C. Berman: That was July 19th, 1978. Five thousand, nine hundred and thirty-seven days ago. My sister was dead, and so was I. And most days, I wish I’d stayed dead.
Josh: Wait. Wait, you’re Ziggy?
C. Berman: Cindy, my sister, she sacrificed herself for nothing. I told everyone the story of how she died. The story I just told you. And no one believed me.
Deena: And Nick?
Ziggy Berman: [to Nick] It was her. Sarah Fier, the witch. The curse, it’s real.
C. Berman: I thought he was different. I thought he would believe me. But Nick had a destiny in this town. And you don’t become sheriff talking about ghost stories. I couldn’t see him again. Not after that.
C. Berman: The witch. The town curse. For one night, Cindy believed that there was a way to end it. So I thought there was too. But now I know there is no end.
C. Berman: Like I said, your best chance is to run from this place. Go as far as you can, and hope a bus doesn’t hit you on the way out.
Deena: Why do you think our friends died? For the same reason they killed Alice, your sister. The killers came after us because we found something they didn’t want us to find. And I wish to God that it never happened, but we found it. We found what you were looking for in ’78. We found Sarah Fier.
Deena: We can end the curse by reuniting the hand with the body. And we know where the body is, so all we need is the hand. What happened to Camp Nightwing? Is the hand bone still there? Is it still buried underneath the Hanging Tree?
Officer Kapinski: [over radio] Someone called for you. Says it’s an emergency. Says that you two used to be in a Judy Blume book club together? Is that a real thing, boss? Hey, Nicky, you there?
Sheriff Nick Goode: Yeah, I’ll take care of it.
Deena: I got you, you witch.
3. Fear Streat Part 3: 1666
'One does not summon the Devil by chance. Even the weakest heart, the most corruptible soul, they must make the choice. They must extend their hand.' - Solomon Goode (Fear Streat Part 3: 1666) Click To Tweet
A colonial town is gripped by a hysterical witch-hunt that has deadly consequences for centuries to come, and it’s up to teenagers in 1994 to try and finally put an end to their town’s curse, before it’s too late.
George Fier: He’s struggled so. First his child, then his wife. He needs someone to take care of him. Someone strong and capable.
Sarah Fier: I’m not marrying Solomon bloody Goode, if that’s what you’re driving at.
George Fier: I worry about you. Is it so wrong for a father to wish his daughter to wed?
Sarah Fier: And leave you alone to eat up all the bacon? Not likely.
Sarah Fier: A full moon rises before nightfall.
Lizzie: A good night to enjoy the fruits of the land.
Children: [singing] Pastor Miller, blind as a bat. Pastor Miller, blind as a bat! Tried to read the Bible, and his eyes went splat!
‘The Pastor’ Cyrus Miller: Oh, but I see you. I’ve got eyes in the back of my head!
Mad Thomas: I can see a secret about you, girl.
Sarah Fier: And a good day to you, Thomas.
Mad Thomas: Well, don’t you want to hear it, pretty girl? Good girl. I can see everything. I see all the dark secrets in Union.
Sarah Fier: You must be busy.
Mad Thomas: I see the darkness in you, girl!
Sarah Fier: Be still, Thomas!
Mad Thomas: Beware, Sarah Fier.
Solomon Goode: [referring to the piglet] This is madness, Sarah. It’s too much. I can’t accept it.
Sarah Fier: Just think of it as my dowry. We’re practically married. Haven’t you heard?
Solomon Goode: Well, in that case, tell your father this isn’t nearly worth it. But thank you, truly.
Sarah Fier: Of course. Shadows fall on us all now and then.
Solomon Goode: My brother wants me to give up. Move back to the settlement. He says the Goode family are not farmers. But these lands, they are fertile. I know it. We’ll have a healthy crop yet. The sun will shine on us.
Sarah Fier: You ought to rest some. You look like death.
Solomon Goode: Sarah Fier, flattering as ever.
Solomon Goode: Full moon rises before nightfall. You know nothing good comes from those woods after sundown.
Sarah Fier: You sound like my father.
Solomon Goode: So you’re going?
Sarah Fier: Going where?
Lizzie: She’s not just an old lady. The widow’s a thousand years old. She drinks the blood of virgins to keep her youth.
Sarah Fier: You’re safe then.
Lizzie: She sacrificed her husband to become the Devil’s bride. That’s how she gained eternal life.
Sarah Fier: Well, I heard she kept the company of the natives, and that she even fell in love with one. That’s why she was exiled. She learned their medicine too. Solomon told me. He took his wife to her after they lost their child, but it was too late.
Hannah Miller: Mother told me she’d lain with a demon. The Devil’s gift.
Sarah Fier: More like Mad Thomas’s gift.
Lizzie: Well, whoever she lay with, Abbi made me go to the widow with her. And the widow fixed her with witchcraft? Yes, witchcraft. And some foul-smelling paste made for whores like Abbi Berman.
The Widow: [to Sarah] The veil has grown thin with the turn of the moon. And with it, the Morning Star rises. Beware the Devil. He lives in that book. He calls to you from it. He senses you now. And if you’re not careful, he’ll bore himself beneath your skin and he’ll consume you from the inside out.
Caleb: What, are you jealous? Sarah Fier, you want a kiss too? You know, maybe if you weren’t such a frigid b**ch.
Sarah Fier: [she slaps Caleb] There’s your kiss. And if you’re still so eager, I’m sure there’s a mule tied up who will overlook your flaws in the dark.
Hannah Miller: You’re completely mad.
Sarah Fier: No, I’m just not afraid with you.
Hannah Miller: Someone saw us.
Sarah Fier: They couldn’t.
Hannah Miller: What if it was the widow, or Caleb?
Sarah Fier: Caleb can barely find his own member.
Hannah Miller: But if he saw us, if he tells…
Sarah Fier: That spoiled piglet doesn’t scare me.
Hannah Miller: They’ll hang us, Sarah.
Sarah Fier: Well, let them hang us then. I was not alive before now anyway.
Hannah Miller: Something is wrong. I look in his eyes and it’s as if something crawled in from the night and put on Father’s skin. It looks like him, but he’s not himself, Sarah.
Hannah Miller: [referring to her mother] She suspects us, Sarah. She suspects our wickedness. And now Father is sick. Do you think, did we cause it?
George Fier: You know, it was your mother who convinced us to settle this land. She was wise enough to understand this land was special. She said she could feel it in the air. The lake. The woods. So we put down roots, and made up our own Eden here. She was a good woman. And I fear in her absence, I have failed her. I have failed you both.
George Fier: There has always been a strangeness in you, Sarah. A streak. Something perhaps a mother could have rooted out, but you were raised like a boy. I gave you too much freedom, and now it is too late. It’s my fault.
Mad Thomas: The dark one has come to harvest the bitter fruit of the evil we have sown. To feast on our misdeeds. And yet you all smile, blind to the horrors around us. But you see it now, don’t you? He blocks our well, clogs it with our sin.
Mad Thomas: [as Sarah’s dog has been killed in the well] This is the work of the Devil. He has come to stake our land. Who among you has welcomed the Devil to Union? Whose lust? Whose sin? Oh, foolish Union. The Devil has come and cast his darkness over us. And his darkness grows within each of us like a rot.
Sarah Fier: Now we are tormented, and the pastor is sick, and I feel half mad, and now I wonder if perhaps something is wrong with me.
Solomon Goode: Sarah.
Sarah Fier: And always has been, Solomon.
Sarah Fier: I was never normal. My own father said so. Maybe I was born wicked and strange. Maybe it was the Devil in the woods. Maybe the Devil is in me.
Solomon Goode: Stop! You sound like Mad Thomas.
Sarah Fier: Perhaps Thomas is right.
Solomon Goode: Thomas is a mindless drunk, nothing more.
Sarah Fier: Look around, Solomon. There is blight everywhere.
Solomon Goode: I grant you that, but you… Hannah was just a dalliance, Sarah.
Sarah Fier: And if it wasn’t?
Solomon Goode: What do you mean?
Sarah Fier: That’s why I’m so afraid. Do you understand? Because it was not just a dalliance.
Solomon Goode: I see.
Solomon Goode: [to Sarah] Listen to me. Dalliance or not, one does not summon the Devil by chance. Even the weakest heart, the most corruptible soul, they must make the choice. They must extend their hand, which you did not do.
Solomon Goode: You can always come to me, Sarah. My door is always open to you.
‘The Pastor’ Cyrus Miller: [after he’s murdered the children] I can see now. I can see everything.
Jakob Berman: There is a dark and evil force at work here. If we are ever to end this misery, then we must root out the guilty.
Jakob Berman: The pastor. Our pastor was a man of God. And this was not him! He was possessed by a darkness. My child, my dear Constance, and many others, are dead. Our futures, many of our entire bloodlines have been stolen from us. Someone must pay!
Mad Thomas: Heathens! You have sinned! You have sinned! Look upon your children! For they will bear the Devil’s mark!
Solomon Goode: Listen to yourselves! Speculation! Chasing shadows! Imagined curses! I ask, do you have proof? No. Or you? Or any of you?
Caleb: It was some nights back when the full moon had risen just beside the sun. As I lay sleeping, she came to me. She witched me and led me to the woods. She was naked and riding a red mule. The red mule became a horned man. And she made me watch as she lay with the Devil.
Mad Thomas: Who? Who was it?
Caleb: As both of them lay with the Devil.
Elijah Goode: Both of them?
Caleb: Hannah Miller and Sarah Fier!
Elijah Goode: As sure as the sun rises, we will purge Union of this wretched pollution! We will search every house, every inch of wood! We will not rest, and we will not have mercy! So help me, God, we will be cleansed of these anathemas! We will have our justice! We will find Sarah Fier!
Sarah Fier: What have they done to you?
Hannah Miller: I am to hang on the morrow. And if you don’t flee, you will too.
Hannah Miller: I led the Devil here.
Sarah Fier: That is not how it works. You do not summon the Devil by chance. You have to make a choice.
Hannah Miller: Don’t you see? It doesn’t matter if we did it or not. They think we’re guilty, so we are.
Sarah Fier: You’re right. Everyone believes we’ve done it. So what difference does it make if we do now?
Hannah Miller: What are you saying?
Sarah Fier: I will make a deal with the Devil. Perhaps that can save us.
Hannah Miller: But the Devil. Are you mad?
Sarah Fier: I don’t fear the Devil. Hannah, I fear the neighbor who would accuse me. I fear the mother that would let her daughter hang. I fear Union. They lead us like lambs to the slaughter and expect us to just follow. Well, they will see. I am no lamb.
Sarah Fier: When this is over, we will leave this place. We will go far away, and we’ll dance every night, then kiss in the broad daylight.
Hannah Miller: I can’t lose you.
Sarah Fier: You won’t. If they want a witch, I will give them a witch.
Sarah Fier: I think someone struck a deal with the Devil. Offering our town.
Solomon Goode: Our town?
Sarah Fier: Yes. In exchange, perhaps, for power? Solomon, I swear it it wasn’t me!
Solomon Goode: Sarah, I believe you. Who else knows about this?
Sarah Fier: No one.
Sarah Fier: It’s you.
Solomon Goode: I’m still me. I’ve always been me. Only I’ve grown tired of watching fortune turn a blind eye to me.
Sarah Fier: How could you?
Solomon Goode: How could I what? Take what we all want? What we all came here for? Power, prosperity, legacy.
Solomon Goode: One person every few years seems a small price to pay.
Sarah Fier: One person? The pastor slew twelve children! My brother! Innocents!
Solomon Goode: Innocents. Who’s innocent? Your neighbors hunt you, forsake you, curse your name! Everywhere is ignorance! Dread! Yet you resign yourself to it! They’re afraid because they know you’re different. And you are. Someone who refuses to settle for the rules of these dogmatists, who seeks more from the world. You’re like me.
Sarah Fier: I am nothing like you!
Solomon Goode: Please, do not make me hurt you! I love you, Sarah! I love you! Stop fighting! I don’t want to hurt… No!
[he then cuts off her hand]
Solomon Goode: [as he grabs hold of Sarah] I found the witch!
Elijah Goode: [as Sarah and Hannah are about to be hanged] The penalty for practicing witchcraft is death by hanging! Confess! Confess your sins, or burn in eternal hell.
Sarah Fier: I confess!
Hannah Miller: No! She’s lying!
Sarah Fier: I walked with the Devil! I lay with him. I bewitched the good pastor. And I bewitched Hannah Miller. I clouded her mind. I clouded her mind. It was me. It was me! It was only me. It was always me. Hannah’s innocent.
Sarah Fier: [to Solomon] The truth will come out. Maybe not today, and maybe not tomorrow, but it will. The truth shall be your curse. It will follow you for eternity. I will shadow you forever. I will show them what you’ve done. I will never let you go.
‘Real’ Sarah Fier: The truth will come out. Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow, but it will.
Lizzie: [referring to Sarah’s body] We can’t just leave her here, alone underneath this tree.
Abigail: She deserves a proper burial.
Isaac: Let’s move her, bury her somewhere else. So no one else knows where she is.
Lizzie, Abigail, Hannah, Isaac: Except us.
‘Real’ Sarah Fier: The truth shall be your curse. I will shadow you for eternity. I will follow you forever. And everything you take, and everyone you harm, you will feel the grip of my hand. I will show them what you’ve done. I will never let you go.
Fear Street 1994: Part 2
Deena: It’s him!
Sheriff Nick Goode: Josh! Your sister is very confused.
Deena: His dad, and his grandpa, and his great grandpa!
Deena: Goode is evil!
Deena: I was back in time. I was Sarah Fier, and Sarah Fier was innocent. She isn’t turning people in Shadyside into killers. She wasn’t a witch!
Deena: Nick Goode’s Pilgrim ancestor, he made a deal with the Devil, and then framed Sarah to cover his own Puritan a**.
Deena: The Goodes, they’re trading us. People from Shadyside. Goode gives a name to the Devil. The Devil takes over that person. Then that person kills and murders. And the Devil feeds on this blood of dead Shadysiders. And Goode gets whatever he wants. He becomes Sheriff. His brother becomes mayor. All of Sunnyvale gets better and better.
Josh: And Shadyside doesn’t.
Deena: And the Goodes do it over and over, again and again. One Goode from every generation passing down the evil.
Deena: [referring to Sarah Fier] He framed her! She’s the only one who’s ever figured out the truth, until us.
Josh: And the killers came after us to keep us from uncovering it.
Deena: Yes, to protect Goode’s deal with the Devil.
Josh: But, Deena?
Deena: Yeah, Josh?
Josh: If the killers were after us before, now that we know the truth, now we know about Goode’s deal, what happens now?
Deena: This is how we save Sam. How we save Shadyside. We can’t kill the Devil. So we have to kill him. We need to kill Nick Goode.
Josh: Want to help us kill Sheriff Goode?
Martin: Let me get my coat.
Josh: So, Deena is the target now, so the killers will go after Deena’s blood, just like they did with Sam. And then we use that to lure them into the stores, and then…
Martin: Welcome to the clink, m**herf***er.
Josh: The killers will be locked up, then it’s just us versus Goode.
C. Berman: We’ll Carrie him.
Martin: [referring to the Discman] Look at this dumba** thing. It’s bigger than a tape deck. If you want to hear more than one album, you got to carry all that too. Plus, it skips if you breathe on it.
Josh: Then listen to the radio, dude. We have a situation here.
Martin: [referring to Sam] Cool. Cool. There’s a half-possessed tied-up white girl.
Josh: I need you to stay calm, alright? I promise we got this all under control.
Josh: She’s one of them now, but we’re going to save her. We’re going to kill Sheriff Goode, and we’re going to save Shadyside.
Martin: Any tips for fighting these things?
Josh: Yeah. Try not to die.
Josh: Up, up, down, down. Left, right, left, right. B, A, start.
Josh: It’s the Konami Code. It’s what you need. It’s what we all need.
Josh: [referring to the Konami Code] When things get bad at school, or whatever, it’s what I think about, and it helps me, I don’t know, to survive.
Deena: You are the biggest nerd.
Josh: [as they hug] You smell like an androgynous baby.
Deena: Everyone says Shadyside sucks because it’s full of s**tty people, that bad things happen here because we’re bad, that we deserve what we have coming. That’s how it was for Sarah, and that’s how it’s been for us. But it’s all bulls**t. Okay, just because we’re weird, and smart, and different doesn’t mean they can feed us through their meat grinder. Not anymore. It’s been three centuries. No one else has gotten this far. It stops here, tonight. It stops with us. We’re going to kill this m**herf***er. For Sarah, for Kate, and Simon. For Cindy. For all of us. For Shadyside. Now let’s do this.
C. Berman: I need you to focus, because the plan is still on, okay?
Martin: Wait, wait, wait. You’re leaving?
C. Berman: Hold fast. Stay out of their way. They’ll walk right by you.
Martin: [as one of the possessed killers walks by] Oh, my God. He’s going to go right by. He’s going to go right by. Okay, don’t breathe.
Sheriff Nick Goode: What are you doing here?
C. Berman: Tag. You’re it.
[releases the string that pours a bucket of Deena’s blood over him]
Sheriff Nick Goode: [as he grabs hold of Ziggy] Deena! Get them away from me! If I die, she dies!
Martin: Okay, we need a plan B, like now.
Josh: No. We just need more Plan A.
Josh: Too many people have died, and I’m not letting them take my sister too! We have to protect her! Please!
Sheriff Nick Goode: Solomon forged this place with nothing but words and stone! Awakening this power from the depths of the Earth. He extended his hand to the darkness for my family, for me! Three hundred years it’s lived, grown. We’ve cultivated it. We’ve sacrificed for it! And you think you can stop it?
Sheriff Nick Goode: [to Deena] You’re going to be famous! Shadyside’s newest piece of s**t makes the front page! Local d**e slays girlfriend, friends, brother. And they’re giving me a f***ing medal.
Josh: [after Deena kills Nick] She did it. She f***ing did it.
TV Anchor: All is no longer good in Sunnyvale. New evidence continues to surface implicating Union County Sheriff Nicholas Goode the Sunnyvale serial killer. The family maintains they had no knowledge of Sheriff Goode’s horrifying secret.
Josh: No knowledge? What a bunch of d**kheads.
Josh: Wow. Thank you? But you know the doctor said I can’t have any of whatever that is.
Deena: Are you serious? I made those, with ingredients and s**t.
Martin: No CDs, no tapes, no skipping. Look, check that out. It’s perfect.
Highschool Kid: This thing is bigger than my Discman.
Martin: Yeah. Yeah. You know, but look, it fits all your jams, and it’s portable.
Highschool Kid: So it’s a radio?
Martin: No. No, it’s not. You know what? F*** it! Y’all have no f***ing vision.
Josh: I’m telling you, man. It’s still too big.
Deena: [at Sarah Fier’s grave] And we’re still here because of her.
Samantha Fraser: I’m still here because of you.
Deena: Yeah, you’re right. I saved your a**. What? It’s true, you were dead without me.