- Baxter: We've gotta go out there with more than shotguns for Christs sakes. We're gonna need fucking bazookas!
- Sheriff: Alright, alright, look. You boys have been through alot tonight. Bailey you book the Bradley boy. Baxter take the bassinet of baby Belial's in back and get Brody to come by! Where's Brannon and Banner?
- Baxter: Bowling.
- Bailey: It's thursday Sheriff.
- Sheriff: Aha. Call the lane and tell 'em to get their butts back here! In the meantime, I'm going out there myself!
- [Duane has reattached his mutant Siamese Twin brother]
- Granny Ruth: Sewing him back on like that wasn't the answer, Duane.
- Sheriff: Good Lord, what the hell is going on here?
- Opal: Oh Daddy, thank God you're here!
- Sheriff: What have I told you about messing with my prisoners!
- Opal: He attacked me!
- Sheriff: Put that blouse back on young lady, and get rid of that bull whip!
- Duane Bradley: I can explain.
- Sheriff: And just who the hell are you?
- Duane Bradley: Duane Bradley, sir. I'm being held against my will.
- Sheriff: Didn't I see you on that bus today?
- Opal: He's a freak, Daddy, his brother's a monster!
- Sheriff: That'll be enough outta you, now you put some clothes on and you go home. Cause you are grounded little miss! You are grounded for the next ten years! And no more car, and no more allowance, and you can forget about that pony I promised you!
- Opal: But Daddy, you don't understand!
- Sheriff: Oh I sure as to hell do. And any more lip out of you, I'm gonna take you across my knee and personally spank the living daylights outta you!
- Granny Ruth: This is Granny Ruth here with a few words of warning to all you out there. From now on, this is our world. No more hiding, no more running away. If you see us walking down the street and you don't like it, get out of our way! We are here to stay and nothing and no one can ever make us hide again. Have a nice day.
- Granny Ruth: I'm afraid we have a dangerous and unpleasant task before us. Eve's children, Belial's children, our children, are still held prisoner and they must be freed. I think we owe them more than just a safe return home. I think we owe them a better world. The time for hiding has passed. This is our world, too. And as ugly as they are, they never hid. Soon, soon, neither shall we.