- The Priest: Demons aren't real. Theyre parables, metaphors.
- Joey: [as the doors open and Pinhead enters] Then what the fuck is that?
- Pinhead: Human dreams... such fertile ground for the seeds of torment. You're so ripe Joey, and it's harvest time.
- Joey: [crying] But this isn't fair! You can't!
- Pinhead: Save your tears. I'll reap your sorrow slowly. I have centuries to discover the things that make you whimper.
- Joey: You bastard! You invaded my mind!
- Pinhead: You think your nighttime world is closed to me? Your mind is so naked. A book that yearns to be read. A door that begs to be opened.
- Pinhead: Unbearable, isn't it? The suffering of strangers, the agony of friends. There is a secret song at the center of the world, Joey, and its sound is like razors through flesh.
- Joey: I don't believe you.
- Pinhead: Oh come, you can hear its faint echo right now. I'm here to turn up the volume. To press the stinking face of humanity into the dark blood of its own secret heart.
- Pinhead: [laughs maniacally and evil] Why resist? You love this as much as I. After all, you made me. There is a world out there, waiting to yield to us. So much flesh, so many different pleasures.
- Terri Cenobite: [after being transformed into a Cenobite] I can dream now, Joey. Oh, you wouldn't believe what I can dream of now.
- Joey: Oh, Doc. No.
- Camerahead Cenobite: Have you seen what he did to me, you little bitch? Have you seen?
- Pinhead: [after exploding through the door of J.P.'s upstairs room and descending the stairs to meet the bar's unsuspecting patrons] Shall we begin?
- [first lines]
- Bum: [referring to the Pillar of Souls] You want it?
- J.P. Monroe: [laughs] Is it yours?
- Bum: No. Not mine. Yours.
- J.P. Monroe: How much you want for it?
- Bum: Whatever you think it's worth.
- [receives money]
- Bum: Exactly the figure I had in mind. Take pleasure in it.