Manos: The Hands of Fate

Torgo:
I am Torgo. I take care of the place while the Master is away.

Torgo:
There is no way out of here. It'll be dark soon. There is no way out of here.

Torgo:
You were his first wife, but he's grown sick of you. He doesn't want you anymore, I don't even want you anymore!

The Master:
You have failed us, Torgo. For this, you must die.

The Master:
Manos, god of primal darkness. As thou has decreed so have I done. The hands of fate have doomed this man. Thy will is done.

The Master:
Arise, my wifes. Give ear to the words of Manos. Arise, my wives! And hear the will of Manos.

Michael:
[last lines] I am Michael. I take care of the place while the Master is away.

Margaret:
[repeated line] Mike, I'm scared.

The Closing Sign:
The End?

It's Shocking! It's Beyond Your Imagination!

A cult of weird, horrible people who gather beatiful women only to deface them with a burning hand!

No one seated the last 10 minutes! We defy you to guess the ending... and ask you not to divulge it!

Michael:
Hey, Torgo, where's the phone? Yes, Alexander Graham Bell, you know, telephone?

Torgo:
There is no phone here, sir. The Master does not approve of such devices.

Margaret:
Then... then where is the nearest phone?

Torgo:
The nearest phone is at the crossroads. That's ten miles.

Margaret:
Ten miles? Might as well be ten THOUSAND miles!

Michael:
[getting mad] Easy, honey! It won't help to get mad!

Margaret:
[first lines] We’re almost there honey. Just a little while longer and your vacation starts.

Debbie:
I’m getting cold mother, and hungry!

Torgo:
There is nothing to fear madam. The Master likes you. Nothing will happen to you. He likes you.

Margaret:
Likes me? I thought you said he was dead!

Torgo:
Dead? No, ma’am, not dead the way you know it. He is with us always. Not dead the way you know it, he is with us always…

Margaret:
[viewing painting] Looks so sinister…

Mike:
Must be the Master himself.

Margaret:
Oh, Mike, I’m scared. He has the meanest look! And that dog!

Mike:
I’d hate to run upon him in the dark, or even in the light for that matter.

Torgo:
He has left this world. But he is with us always. No matter where we go he is with us.