Quotes from Hocus Pocus

Come little children, I’ll take thee away, into a land of enchantment.

It’s just a bunch of hocus pocus.

Oh, look, another glorious morning. Makes me sick!

I put a spell on you because you’re mine.

Amok, amok, amok!

You’re so poetic when you’re angry.

I smell children.

We desire children.

Loosen your corsets, ladies. It’s time to breathe again.

It’s all just a bunch of witchful thinking.

Aren’t you broads a little old to be trick-or-treating?

Dost thou comprehend?

No, kid. I don’t think so.

Hey, hey, no need to get testy.

You’re the ugliest thing that ever lived and you know it.

I’m beautiful, boys!

Max likes your yabos. In fact, he loves them!

Oh, curious little virgins, the candle’s magical.

Why don’t you wait ’til morning, we could have a leisurely champagney brunch?

I am calm!

Whatever it was, it was too slow for my liking.

You know, I’ve always wanted a child. And now I think I’ll have one – on toast!

This is very exciting! A virgin lit the candle.

We fly!

I’ve always wanted to use that spell.

You know, I say we stack the bodies up in the living room, have a filter fish.

Why was I cursed with such idiot sisters?

You have no powers here, you fool!

I hate it when her mouth gets crowded.

Quotes from Hocus Pocus part 2

Let’s make ’em like a grilled cheese!

Let’s go. We don’t have much time.

I want children!

You know, it’s funny. I expected the Earth to open, a fireball to descend from the sky…

You can’t smoke in here!

I need you to keep an eye out for trick-or-treaters.

Sirens! It’s a sign of our times that we must traffic in such things.

Don’t get your knickers in a twist! We’re just three kindly old spinster ladies.

He’s ours now, Winnie.

Winnie! I smell children!

He says you’ll die within three days.

We’re going to have to be a bit more clever than that.

Book! Let me see thine pages.

I curse you with life!

What a fool to fall for that old rhyme.

It’s in my contract. I’m not allowed to wear anything that’s not a million percent flammable.

You have no sense of fun, you know that?

Ah, bossy witches get their brooms stuck in apple trees.

Oh, just the girl we’re looking for!

We’re back!

Another glorious morning… makes me sick!