30 Best The Exorcist III Quotes

Kinderman: And the autopsy?
Dr. Temple: [Tentatively] Tomorrow...?
Kinderman: [Sarcastically, having ranted abot MacBeth] ... and tomorrow, and tomorrow...

Kinderman: [After receiving a frustrating, unhelpful answer to a question, he says to himself] We're abandoned.

Kinderman: Are you Damien Karras?
Patient: Aah, you haven't any medical records for him, have you? No tedious fingerprints?

Kinderman: You make a lot of people nervous.
Father: Only sinners.
Kinderman: EVERYBODY!
Nurse: Is everything all right in here, guys?
Kinderman: WE'RE FINE!

Patient: I have dreams... of a rose, and then of falling down a long flight of steps.

Patient: I still hear from her occasionally, screaming. I think the dead should shut up, unless there's something to say.

Kinderman: It is NOT in the file! It's NOT!

Father: [in a hospital complaining that he's read all of the newspapers already] Now look, these are all last weeks editions. I've read every one of them. No, can't ya pick me something up?
Kinderman: My God, the grammar.

Patient: I kill at random... no motive... that's the fun.

Patient: You again. You've interrupted me. Well... come in, Father Morning. Enter, knight. This time you're going to lose.

The: Well, there I was so awfully dead in that electric chair. I didn't like it. Would you? It's upsetting. There was still so much killing to do, and there I was, in the void, without a body. But then along came - well - my friend. You know. One of them. Those others over there. The cruel ones... the Master. He thought my work should continue. But in this body. This body in particular, in fact. Let's call it revenge. A certain matter of an exorcism, I think, in which your friend Father Karras expelled certain parties from the body of a child. Certain parties were not pleased, to say the least. The very least. And so, my friend, the Master, he devised this petty scheme as a way of getting back, of creating a stumbling block, a scandal, a horror to the eyes of all men seeking faith, using the body of this saintly priest as an instrument of, well, you know - my work. But the main thing is the torment of your friend Father Karras as he watches while I rip and cut and mutilate the innocent, his friends, and again, and again, on and on! He's inside with us! He'll never get away! His pain won't end!
[Abruptly calm and composed]
The: Gracious me. Was I raving? Please forgive me. I'm mad.

Kanavan: Try and make a good confession, and remember, Christ forgives all our sins.
Penitent: Only little things. Nothing. Seventeen of them, Father. The first was that waitress in Candlestick Park. I cut her throat and watched her bleed. She bled a great deal. It's a problem I'm working on, Father. All this bleeding.

Kinderman: My wife's mother is visiting, Father. And Tuesday night, she's cooking us a carp. It's a tasty fish, I've got nothing against it. But, because it's supposedly filled with impurities, she buys it live and for three days, it's been swimming... up and down... in my bathtub. Up and down... and I hate it. I can't stand the sight of it, moving its gills. Now, you're standing very close to me, Father; have you noticed? Yes. I haven't had a bath for three days. I can't go home until the carp is asleep because if I see it, swimming... I'll kill it.

Kinderman: The whole world is a homicide victim, Father. Would a God who is good invent something like that? Plainly speaking, it's a lousy idea. It's not popular. It's not a winner.
Father: There you go, Blaming God.
Kinderman: Who should I blame? Phil Rizzuto?
Father: You wouldn't want to live forever.
Kinderman: Yes, I would.
Father: No, you wouldn't. You'd get bored.
Kinderman: I have hobbies. In the meantime, we have cancer and mongoloid babies and murderers, monsters prowling the planet, even prowling this neighborhood, Father... right now, while our children suffer... and our loved ones die, and your God goes waltzing blithely through the universe like some kind of cosmic Billie Burke.
Father: Bill, it all works out right.
Kinderman: When?
Father: At the end of time.
Kinderman: That soon?
Father: No. We're going to be there. We're going to live forever, Bill. We're spirits.
Kinderman: Oh, I would love to believe that.

Kinderman: If you'll forgive me, I shall leave this mystical conversation, too much of asthetics, always gives me a headache.

Kinderman: And the autopsy?
Dr. Freedman: [Dubiously] Tomorrow...?
Kinderman: [Having raved about Macbeth] ... and tomorrow and tomorrow...

The: Catatonics are so easy to possess...

Patient: [flashback from 'The Exorcist'] Take Me. Come into Me!

Father: May the schwartz be with you.

Father: [performing exorcism] You robber of life! You author of pain! You corruptor of justice, and innocence, and youth!

Kinderman: You're reading Women's Wear Daily?
Father: So, what, I'm supposed to give spiritual advice in a vacuum?

Kinderman: [alone in an empty room, half under his breath] Damian.

Ryan: You know, I've been thinking, Lieutenant.
Kinderman: This is new.

The: It's too bad about Father Dyer. I killed him, you know. An interesting problem, but finally... it worked! First, a bit of the ole succinylcholine to permit one to work without, ah, annoying distractions, then... a three foot catheter threaded directly into the inferior vena cava - or, superior vena cava. It's a matter of taste, I think, don't you? Then the tube moves through the vein, under the crease of the arm, into the vein that leads directly into the heart, and then, you just hold up the legs and you SQUEEZE the blood manually into the tube from the arms and the legs. There's a little shaking and pounding at the end for the dregs - it isn't perfect, there's a little blood left I'm afraid. BUT, regardless, the overall effect is astonishing! And isn't that REALLY what counts in the end? Yes, of course, GOOD SHOW BIZ, Lieutenant, the EFFECT! And then, off comes the head without spilling one single drop of blood. Now I call that SHOWMANSHIP, Lieutenant!

University: Joey... What did you say that offended Tom Lowery? He's our biggest benefactor.
Father: Oh, he is?
University: What did you say to him?
Father: "Jesus loves you. Everyone else thinks you're an asshole."

Kinderman: This I believe in... I believe in death. I believe in disease. I believe in injustice and inhumanity, torture and anger and hate... I believe in murder. I believe in pain. I believe in cruelty and infidelity. I believe in slime and stink and every crawling, putrid thing... every possible ugliness and corruption, you son of a bitch. I believe... in you.

Patient: Death, be not proud, though some have called thee mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; For those who think'st thou dost overthrow die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.

Kanavan: [makes the Sign of the Cross] May the Lord be in your heart to confess your sins. Yes?
Penitent: I have a... a... scrupulous conscience, Father. This need to... confess... so many things. If I... step on... two straws on the shape of the Cross, I feel that I have to confess it. It torments me.
Kanavan: Try to make a good confession. Remember, Christ forgives us all of our sins.
Penitent: Only little on things like... seventeen of them, Father. The first was that... waitress... near Candlestick Park. I... cut her throat. Watched her bleed. She bled a great deal. It's a problem I'm working on, Father - all... this... bleeding.
[begins cackling diabolically; Kanavan looks on in horror]

Kinderman: The Gemini is dead.
The: [the Gemini Killer screams] NO I AM NOT, I'M ALIVE. I GO ON, I BREATH. LOOK AT ME, LOOK AT ME. AND TELL ME WHAT YOU SEE.

Patient: Incidently, who is this Damien you mentioned?
Kinderman: Don't you know him?
Patient: I know nothing! Except I must go on killing Daddy! I must shame him!