The Half-Life Horror from Hell or: Irradiated Satan Rocks the World!

Cassandra Covington:
I'm always around. In some form or another.

Flora Bloom:
There's probably more guys with Size 13 shoes in this town than there are irradiated specters of vengeance.

Mayor Mitchell Butter:
You deserve it, dear. And I'll thank you again tomorrow. All over your face.

Flora Bloom:
Now we must go and find this scientist! He may be our only hope!

Cassandra Covington:
So much pain.So much sadness. So much horror. I do believe I'm going to f*** your brains out tonight! I wanted one man dead. And look what you did for me! This is up there with Oklahoma City and Pearl Harbor! And it's all for me! You really do love me!

Dr. Barber:
But they're dead! How can that be dangerous? Hot, maybe. But...

Dr. Vance Manley:
Excuse me?

Dr. Barber:
Rot! I said, "rotting, maybe". As in "rotting flesh". Dead flesh, you know. It rots.

Flora Bloom:
So, has the acid hit you yet?

Brad Baczevski:
Yes, and let me tell you, being chased around my kitchen by a glowing monster did not enhance the effect in any positive way whatsoever.

Dr. Barber:
This is Personburg, Dr. Manley. "Lucky" doesn't live here.

Nora Pinephrine:
When you toss Irradiated Satan into an irradiated forest, you're going to get a giant monster capable of destruction on a global scale!

Flora Bloom:
Cav Covington. He's convinced you killed his friends.

Brad Baczevski:
F*** him. Not literally, you understand. I would just be... devastated if that happened.