House of 1000 Corpses (2003) Poster

Bill Moseley: Otis

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  • Otis : It's all true. The bogeyman is real and you found him.

  • Otis : [ranting to tied up cheerleaders]  "Why", you ask? "Why" is not the question. How? Now, that is a question worth examining. How could I, being born of such, uh... conventional stock, arrive a leader of the rebellion? An escapist from a conformist world, destined to find happiness only in that which cannot be explained? I brought you here for a reason, but unfortunately you and your sentimental minds are doing me no good! My brain is frozen. Locked! I have to break free from this culture of mechanical reproductions and the thick encrustations dying on the surface!

    [sees the girls aren't understanding] 

    Otis : Oh, Christ. Fuck it!

  • Otis : Huntin' humans ain't nothin' but nothin'. They all run like scared little rabbits. Run, rabbit, run. Run, rabbit. Run, rabbit. Run rabbit. Run, rabbit, run! RUN, RABBIT, RUN!

  • Otis : I'm the one who brings the Christmas candy. Now tell me, who's your daddy? I'm the one who brings the devil's brandy.

    Mother : Who's your daddy?

    Otis : I'm the one who beats you when you're bad.

    Baby : Who's your daddy?

    Mother : Who's your daddy?

    Otis : [walking to Denise, while wearing her father's skin]  Come on, sweetie. Give the old man some sugar.

    Denise Willis : Daddy, Daddy.

    Otis : [taking off his robe]  And I'm the one who loves ya when you're fucking dead!

  • [Mary screams] 

    Otis : Shut your mouth!

    [more screams] 

    Otis : I said, shut your fucking mouth!

    [screams] 

    Otis : Listen, you Malibu middle class Barbie piece of shit, I'm tryin' to work here. Work? You ever work? Yeah, I'll bet you have. Scoopin' ice cream to your shit-heel friends on summer break. Well I ain't talkin' about no goddamn white socks with Mickey Mouse on one side and Donald Duck on the other. I ain't readin' no funny books, mama. Our bodies come and go but this blood... is forever.

  • Otis : Boy, I bet you'd stick your head in fire if I told ya you could see Hell. Meanwhile, you're too stupid to realize you got a demon stickin' out your ass singing, "Holy Miss Moley,

    [Whole family joins in] 

    Otis : Got me a live one."

  • Mary Knowles : Why are you doing this?

    Otis : Doing what? Messy up your day?

    Mary Knowles : Where's Bill? Where's Bill?

    Otis : Bill?

    Mary Knowles : Is he okay?

    Otis : He's a good guy. Oh, he's been a great help to me! A real blessin'. I mean, I couldn't have asked for a better speciman. You don't know what kind of dry spell I've had here. Total block, total block! But Bill... he's okay.

    Mary Knowles : Where is he? Where is he? Can I see him? Can I see Bill, please?

    Otis : Let's go see. Behold... Fishboy!

    [Otis pulls back a curtain to reveal Bill's mutliated corpse] 

    Mary Knowles : Oh my god! Oh my god, Bill! No, no, this can't be real. This can't be real, this can't be real, this can't be real.

    Otis : Oh, it's real. As real as I want it to be, mama.

    [Otis kisses Mary] 

    Mary Knowles : Fuck you, you fucking freak!

  • Otis : Hey, happy boy, step your ass up here.

    Baby : Take his gag out. It's more fun with the screaming.

    Mother : I like that too. That screaming is much more exciting that way.

    [They remove Jerry's gag] 

    Jerry Goldsmith : Please don't kill us, please don't kill us.

    Baby : [imitating Jerry]  Please don't kill us... nah... please don't kill us.

    Otis : Shut your mouth and get your shit in the box. Get in now.

    Mother : Wait, wait, wait... I wanna say goodbye.

    [Mama Firefly grabs Jerry by the collar and gives him a big kiss] 

    Mother : Goodbye, sweetie. We could've been great.

    Otis : Ain't we just having a fucking hoot?

    Jerry Goldsmith : Just let us go, I swear to God we won't tell anyone. I swear...

    Mother : Honey, you know I can't do that.

    Otis : Ain't we just having a fucking hoot?

    Rufus 'R.J.' Firefly Jr. : Get your fucking ass up, boy.

    Otis : Come on, we ain't got all night.

    [Rufus grabs Jerry and body slams him into the coffin while Mary breaks free and runs off] 

    Otis : Where does she think she's gonna run to? She gonna run all the way home?

    Baby : No, let me get her.

    Otis : All right, go get her.

  • Mother : Otis! There's cops outside!

    Grandpa Hugo : What? How many?

    Otis : Oh, don't worry about it! How many were there?

    Mother : I only saw one.

    Otis : Fucking pigs always come in packs. Here, take this, go downstairs, and play nice. I'll go around back and take control like I always fuckin' do!

    [Grandpa Hugo flips Otis off] 

  • Otis : Better you leave here with your head still full of kitty cats and puppy dogs.

  • Otis : Now, I'm gonna remove your gag... But! If you make so much as a fuckin' peep! I'm going to cut you like a pig and make you eat your own fucking intestines... you got me?

    [Otis takes off the hankerchief on Mary's mouth] 

    Mary Knowles : Why are you, Why are you doing this to me? Why are you doing this?

    Otis : Doing what? Messy up your day?

    Mary Knowles : Where's Bill? Where's Bill?

    Otis : Bill... He's a good guy, Ohhh hoo... He's been great help to me. A real blessin'... I mean, I couldn't have asked for a better specimen. You don't know what kinda dry spell I've had here. Total block, total block! But Bill... He's OK.

    [scene cuts to Baby laughing maniacally and playing "Brick House" while Otis tortures Bill] 

  • Otis : Look, see the magic in my brush strokes.

    [Painted on the canvas is the gruesome scene of Bill as the Fish-Boy] 

    Mary Knowles : [crying]  Fuck you, you fucking freak!

    Otis : h, come now... we're all creatures of God and freaks in our own way...

    [twitches and shakes] 

    Otis : ... but if you'll notice...

    [points to a blank spot in the painting] 

    Otis : right here, needs a little something, heh?

    Mary Knowles : What are you doing?

    [squirming] 

    Mary Knowles : ... no, stop... please, please.

    Otis : You, my dear worm feeder, are about to become immortalized.

  • Otis : Watch that bitch, she's thinking about that Klugman bangin' Brett Sommers, pick motherfucking Richard Dawson.

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