He's walking like a small child
But watch his eyes burn you away...
But watch his eyes burn you away...
— Iron Maiden, "Children of the Damned"
My mother used to point at things she wanted me to destroy.
— An Note, Afraid of Monsters
"When I was 9, I went to a birthday party. We were supposed to see a cowboy movie, but the programming got screwed up and we saw The Bad Seed instead. Horrifying. For years I was frightened of girls with pigtails."
Mummy...
— Zombified Bella Monroe, Siren: Blood Curse
I may need to begin undermining her ability to lead sooner than I had imagined. Now she’s pointing at me and drawing a paint-covered finger across her throat. Now she is laughing silently. Cackling. That is frightening.
— Corin Deeth III on Belladonica, Kakos Industries
I like the pain. ... You killed mother. Now there is so much pain. I like all their pain.
—Katya Belyakov, Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., Melinda
Won't you die for me?
"The psychos just keep getting younger."
—Nightwing on Damian Wayne, Son of Batman
"Are you ready? You're the bad guy. And when you're bad, you just run. That's fine, right? Well... Shall we play?"
— Majora's Mask Moon Child, The Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask
"Well, first I was gonna pop this guy hanging from the street light, and I realized, y'know, he's just working out. I mean, how would I feel if somebody come runnin' in the gym and bust me in my ass while I'm on the treadmill? Then I saw this snarling beast guy, and I noticed he had a tissue in his hand, and I'm realizing, y'know, he's not snarling, he's sneezing. Y'know, ain't no real threat there. Then I saw little Tiffany. I'm thinking, y'know, eight-year-old white girl, middle of the ghetto, bunch of monsters, this time of night with quantum physics books? She about to start some shit, Zed. She's about eight years old, those books are WAY too advanced for her. If you ask me, I'd say she's up to something. And to be honest, I'd appreciate it if you eased up off my back about it."
—Agent J, Men in Black
Morticia: Wednesday's at that very special age when a girl has only one thing on her mind.
Ellen: Boys?
Wednesday: Homicide.
Ellen: Boys?
Wednesday: Homicide.
David: The morbid little-
Catherine: Well, I expect he just feels a bit strange.
David: "Feels a bit strange"? He is a bit strange.
