Halloween H20: 20 Years Later1998

Laurie Strode:
[after catching John and Charlie out of school] What the f*** do you think you're doing?

John Tate:
Mom, I'm real uncomfortable with you saying that word.

Laurie Strode:
Then don't put me in the position, John! Do you know what day it is? Of all the days for you to pull this sh*t, just what do you think you can do? Just wander around town? I don't ask you for very much, just give me one day!

John Tate:
Mom, I've given 17 years!

Laurie Strode:
And I need you to be responsible! Do you know what that means?

John Tate:
Responsible?

Laurie Strode:
Responsible!

John Tate:
Don't talk to me about responsibility, Mom!

Laurie Strode:
I just need this one thing!

John Tate:
Mom, I am not responsible for you. That's it; I've had enough. I can't take it anymore, Mom. He's dead. Michael Myers is dead!

Laurie Strode:
What do you want me to say?

John Tate:
That it's over, that we should try to make some attempt at a happy existence, Mom, 'cause all the sh*t that's going on inside of your head is leaking out on me, and I can't take it anymore. You told me, yourself, you watched him burn.

Laurie Strode:
I didn't exactly stay to see his ashes, John.

John Tate:
Mom, 20 years. 20 years. Don't you think he would've shown up by now? What's he waiting for, huh?

[Laurie doesn't respond]

John Tate:
Mom, I can't live like this [Starts to walk away]

Laurie Strode:
What...What does that mean, John?

John Tate:
If you wanna stay handcuffed to your dead brother, that's fine, but you're not dragging me along, not anymore!