Monster House2006

Mr. Nebbercracker:
YOU!!!

DJ:
No.

Chowder:
DJ, run! Get the ball and run! You are so close!

Mr. Nebbercracker:
What have you done?

Chowder:
Just nudge it over here.

DJ:
I'm sorry. Oh, I'm so, so sorry. I didn't mean...

Mr. Nebbercracker:
YOU ARE DEAD!!!

Chowder:
Run! DJ, come on!

DJ:
Chowder!

Chowder:
Come on, DJ!

DJ:
HELP, CHOWDER!!!

Chowder:
Help!!! Help!!!

Mr. Nebbercracker:
You think you can just terrorize my lawn?!

DJ:
No! I'm sorry!

Mr. Nebbercracker:
You wanna be a dead person?!

DJ:
No! I love life!

Mr. Nebbercracker:
This place is not a playground for children!

DJ:
Got it from now on!

Mr. Nebbercracker:
This is my house!! Why can't you respect that?! Why can't you just stay away from---?! [Nebbercracker suffers a heart attack and makes scary faces, and his spine cracks as he falls down to the ground on top of DJ. The door closes, the fire blows through the chimney and the house comes alive, moaning.]

Chowder:
Whoa. No siren. Never a good sign.

DJ:
I'm a murderer.

Chowder:
No, you're not!

DJ:
I'm not?

Chowder:
When it's an accident, they call it manslaughter!

DJ:
I think I'm gonna throw up. Great, the babysitter's here.

Chowder:
See ya, DJ!