Rose: I *like* being tragic, Ma. I learned it from you.

Rose: I *like* being tragic, Ma. I learned it from you.

4 months ago |

Frank Cotton: Come to Daddy.

Frank Cotton: Come to Daddy.

4 months ago |

Kirsty Cotton: You can go to Hell! Female Cenobite: We can’t. Not alone.

Kirsty Cotton: You can go to Hell!
Female Cenobite: We can’t. Not alone.

4 months ago |

Lead Cenobite: No tears, please. It’s a waste of good suffering.

Lead Cenobite: No tears, please. It’s a waste of good suffering.

4 months ago |

Frank Cotton: Come here, damn you, I want to touch you.

Frank Cotton: Come here, damn you, I want to touch you.

4 months ago |

Ned: How’s the cop business, Oscar? Oscar: Real good. Always starts hopping in weather like this. When it gets this hot, people try to kill each other.

Ned: How’s the cop business, Oscar?
Oscar: Real good. Always starts hopping in weather like this. When it gets this hot, people try to kill each other.

6 months ago |

Oscar: Whatcha got for pie today, Stella? Stella: I got cherry, cherry and cherry. Oscar: Well, what do you recommend? Stella: I like the cherry. Oscar: Bring it on.

Oscar: Whatcha got for pie today, Stella?
Stella: I got cherry, cherry and cherry.
Oscar: Well, what do you recommend?
Stella: I like the cherry.
Oscar: Bring it on.

6 months ago |

Ned: Sometimes the shit comes down so heavy I feel like I should wear a hat.

Ned: Sometimes the shit comes down so heavy I feel like I should wear a hat.

6 months ago |

Ned: Maybe you shouldn’t dress like that. Matty: This is a blouse and a skirt. I don’t know what you’re talking about. Ned: You shouldn’t wear that body.

Ned: Maybe you shouldn’t dress like that.
Matty: This is a blouse and a skirt. I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Ned: You shouldn’t wear that body.

6 months ago |

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