Halloween1978

Dr. Loomis:
Does anybody live here?

Sheriff Brackett:
No, not since 1963 when it happened. Every kid in Haddonfield thinks this place is haunted.

Dr. Loomis:
They may be right. [After noticing something in the beam of the flashlight] Look!

Sheriff Brackett:
What? What is that?

Dr. Loomis:
It's a dog.

Sheriff Brackett:
It's still warm.

Dr. Loomis:
He got hungry.

Sheriff Brackett:
...It coulda been a skunk.

Dr. Loomis:
Could have, huh?

Sheriff Brackett:
A man wouldn't do that.

Dr. Loomis:
This isn't a man! [he and Sheriff Brackett go upstairs into Judith Myers' bedroom] It happened in here. [walks to the window] He could've been standing outside, seen us right through this window. [a gutter slams into the window, startling Loomis and causing him to draw a revolver] You must think me a very sinister doctor. Oh, I do have a permit.

Sheriff Brackett:
Seems to me you're just plain scared.

Dr. Loomis:
Yes, I am, uh... I met him fifteen years ago. I was told there was nothing left. No reason, no, uh, conscience, no understanding and even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, of good or evil, right or wrong. I met this six-year-old child with this blank, pale, emotionless face, and the blackest eyes, the devil's eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach him and then another seven trying to keep him locked up, because I realized that what was living behind that boy's eyes was purely and simply...evil.

Sheriff Brackett:
What do we do?

Dr. Loomis:
He's been here once tonight. I think he'll come back. I'm gonna wait for him.

Sheriff Brackett:
I still think I should notify the radio--

Dr. Loomis:
No. If you do that, they'll see him on every street corner, they'll look for him in every house. Just tell your men to keep their mouths shut and their eyes open.

Sheriff Brackett:
I'll check back in an hour.