Mike Quote #601
Quote from Mike in Halloween IV: The Ghost Story
Mike: Yeah, well, sometimes our mind plays tricks on us. Like one time, I woke up, and saw an old woman sitting at the end of my bed. But you don't hear me talking about it.
Frankie: What? You never told me that.
Mike: 'Cause there's nothing to tell.
Frankie: Well, obviously, there's something to tell.
Mike: Eh, it was nothing. She was sitting there. She looked straight at me. We stared at each other for a minute. End of story.
Sue: What did she look like?
Mike: I don't know. She was wearing an old-timey robe kind of thing. But that's not my point. My point is that it didn't happen, and that's...
Brick: So, you don't know who it was?
Mike: No. I mean, she looked like my grandma, but...
The Middle Quotes
‘Halloween IV: The Ghost Story’ Quotes
Quote from Brick
Frankie: Brick, you can't just stare at someone when you like 'em. You kind of have to, you know... Jump in anytime, Dad.
Mike: Well, when I was your age and I liked a girl, I would ride my bike by her house.
Brick: Yeah, I don't know if people do that anymore. From what I've gleaned, they do more communicating through social media. You know, texts, tweets, and whatnot.
Mike: They also don't use words like "gleaned."
Frankie: That's perfect for you, Brick. No eye contact, all words.
Brick: Yeah. I guess that might be more apropos.
Mike: But don't say "apropos"! [to Frankie] We really should redo the basement so he'll have someplace to live.
Quote from Brick
Frankie: Okay, okay. Okay, what's next? Got to keep it rolling.
Brick: I'm gonna ask her if she's read Planet Nowhere.
All: No!
Brick: How about her feelings on fonts?
All: No!
Brick: Don't I want her to know the real me?!
All: No!
Axl: Oh, God, no!
Quote from Brick
Brick: Well, that was horrible.
Mike: Maybe next time, you listen to your mom.
Brick: No, it was a new kind of horrible. I mean, at the few elementary-school parties I was invited to, boys would run around and be stupid, but now there's boys and girls, and everyone just hangs out in the basement. Every time I turned up the lights to read, someone would just dim them down again. Next time I go to a party, I'm bringing my itty-bitty book light.