Lydia: Are you the guys hiding out in the attic? Adam: We're ghosts! Lydia: What do you look like under there? Adam: Aren't you scared? Lydia: I'm not scared of sheets. Are you gross under there? Are you Night of the Living Dead under there? Like all bloody veins and pus? Adam: Night of the what?…
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Warren Skaaren
Warren Skaaren (March 9, 1946 in Rochester, Minnesota – December 28, 1990 in Austin, Texas from cancer) was an American screenwriter and film producer. 2Career Skaaren was appointed by Governor Preston Smith as executive director of the newly formed Texas Film Commission on December 9, 1970. His first success was getting the film The Getaway shot in Texas. Nearly 40 more feature films were shot in Texas while Skaaren headed the Film Commission. He was a driving force behind the distribution of The Texas Chain Saw Massacre, a film in which he took a personal financial stake. The success of the film enabled Skaaren to leave the Film Commission and begin his career in the film industry.His notable writing includes: Fire with Fire (1986), Beverly Hills Cop II (1987), Beetlejuice (1988), and Batman (1989). He was also credited as associate producer for Top Gun (1986), for which he wrote a draft. He had also written unproduced sequels to The Jewel of the Nile (1985) called The Crimson Eagle and Beetlejuice (1989) called Beetlejuice in Love. According to its draft date, Beetlejuice in Love is believed to be the last screenplay he wrote before his death. 2Personal life Skaaren is a native of Rochester, Minnesot
Messenger: How do I look? There are no mirrors on this side. Adam: Fine, you look fine. Messenger: Yeah? Barbara: Fine. Messenger: Thanks, I've been feeling a little flat. [he laughs and goes through the crevice in the filing room]
Lydia: They don't wanna come down. Delia: Charles... Otho: Why not? Lydia: I think the reason is, is that they were trying to scare you away, and you didn't get scared. Delia: Please, they're dead. It's a little late to be neurotic.
I'll eat anything you want me to eat. I'll swallow anything you want me to swallow. But, come on down and I'll...chew on a dog! Arroooo!
Adam: Cabin fever, hon? Barbara: Well, I can't clean anything properly. The vacuum's out in the garage and we can't leave the house. Why don't they tell us something? I mean, where are all the other dead people in the world? Why is it just you and me? Adam: Maybe this is heaven. Barbara: In heaven…
What's the good of being a ghost if you can't frighten people away?
I'm just doin' my job, besides, I thought we had a deal! Hey, it's OK. You know why? I don't wanna do business with you deadbeats anyway. The only one I think I can deal with is Edgar Allan Poe's daughter. I think she understands me.
Lydia: I was just trying to open the door. Mrs. Butterfield brought over a skeleton key. Charles: Let me have it. Lydia: But it doesn't work. [She hands her father the key. He looks at it and throws it in the corner] Charles: Skeleton keys never work. Anyway, this can wait. We'll get a crowbar…
If you tell me what you do, I'll tell you why my husband will fire you.
Juno: [as Adam and Barbara come back to the afterlife] You two have really screwed up! I received word that you allowed yourselves to be photographed, and you let Betelgeuse out and didn't put him back, and you let Otho get hold of the handbook! Adam: Handbook? When? Juno: [rolls her eyes] Never…
Char Man: Want a cigarette? Adam: No, thank you. Char Man: I'm trying to cut down myself.
Otho: I have a feeling there's something very interesting behind that door. Delia: [sarcastically] Yeah. Ghosts. The people who died in this house and they want us OUT of here. Well, let's do them a favor...
Adam: It's the first day of our vacation, and you haven't been out of the kitchen since five a.m. Barbara: [proudly] I always make the flag cake. Adam: Fifty stars, thirteen stripes. Did you get it right this year?
Beetlejuice: You know, you look like somebody I can relate to. Maybe you could help me get out of here, you know, because I got to tell you, this dead thing... it's just too creepy. See, here's my problem. I got these friends I said I'd meet, and it's the kind of thing where I have to be there in…
[a fly appears in the Maitland home, it flies onto the model of the town, then lands near the graveyard area] Beetlejuice: [pops out of a crack] Hey! Hey, you! Hey, come here! [fly stops, looks Betelgeuse's direction while the hands hold up a Zagnut candy bar] Beetlejuice: Got something good for…
Adam: You've read our book? Lydia: Yeah. Adam: You can follow it? Lydia: Yeah. Why were you guys creeping around in Delia's bedroom? Adam: We were trying to scare your mother. Lydia: Stepmother. Anyway, you can't scare her. She's sleeping with Prince Valium tonight.
These aren't my rules. Come to think of it, I don't have any rules.
Dumb Football Player: Coach. Coach, where's the men's room? Juno: I'm not your coach! He survived! Dumb Football Player #2: Wait, coach, let me get something straight. What's our curfew around here? Juno: Will you get out of here! Go on, get downstairs! 'Men's room!' Are you kidding? Can't you read…
Charles: As soon as we get settled, we'll build you a dark room in the basement, okay? Lydia: My whole life is a dark room. One big dark room. Delia: So you were miserable in New York City, and now you're going to be miserable out here in the sticks. At least someone's life hasn't been upheaved.
Delia: Charles, I will not stop living and breathing art just because you need to relax. Charles: Ha. Delia: I'm here with you. I will live with you in this hellhole, but I must express myself. If you don't let me gut out this house and make it my own, I will go insane, and I will take you with me!…