Famke Janssen credited as playing...
Evelyn
- Evelyn: I gave you a goddamn guest list two pages long. Where the hell are they?
- Stephen Price: Shredded. Sorry. Decided to whip up one of my own: a group so hungry for money they'd be willing to do anything. I thought you'd be more comfortable with your peers.
- [hearing the screaming from another part of the house]
- Evelyn: Guess old Melissa found what she was looking for.
- Stephen Price: Let's go back down and greet your guests, show them the real you. Corny as Kansas on the Fourth of July.
- Evelyn: My guests were shredded. It's your sick little scene now: enjoy. I'm gonna run scalding water over the place you just touched me, and then I'm calling a cab.
- Evelyn: Oh Stephen, you poor clueless old geek. All it would have taken was a simple divorce and ripping our prenup into tiny itsy bitsy little pieces, but no matter how it ended, please just know one thing. From the first moment I laid eyes on you I have always, always loved... your money. On the other hand, just the sight of you has made me want to puke.
- Stephen Price: [grabbing Evelyn by the throat, surprising her] Is that a fact, princess? I mean, you could have saved us all a great deal of time, not to mention money, if you'd have just let me in on it years ago.
- Evelyn: How?
- Stephen Price: You must be kidding me. I'm Stephen goddamn Price.
- Evelyn: [trying to talk while Steven is choking her] Sweetie?
- Stephen Price: Anything, angel. Just speak it.
- Evelyn: What are you going to do?
- Stephen Price: Just what you wanted everyone here to believe in the first place. I'm gonna murder you, Evelyn, with the greatest of pleasure.
- Evelyn: Witnesses.
- Stephen Price: [grabbing her by her hair and pulling her up off the floor] You're already dead, Evelyn.
- [kisses her]
- Stephen Price: Happy birthday, baby.
- Evelyn Stockard-Price: [Stephen H. Price is sneaking out of the room] : And where are you off to, Mr. Price? Checking the wiring on the animatronic mummies?
- Steven H. Price: I'm just gonna go take a leak, if it's okay with you.
- Evelyn: You know if you really love me, you'll find a way to drop dead in the next three seconds.
- Stephen Price: Finding ways for me to die is really your deal, isn't it, Evelyn? Let's not forget the OJ knife with the not-quite-retractable blade. Your Jim Jones Kool-Aid was exactly that.
- Evelyn: Accidents, all accidents until proven otherwise.
- Evelyn: Who invited them?
- Stephen Price: I don't know, it wasn't me and you say it wasn't you. Who then, Evelyn? Ghosts?
- Evelyn: Ooh, spooky.
- Evelyn: You ever find out what happened to that little TV reporter?
- Blackburn: No. They never found her.
- Evelyn: So, we don't even know if the little bitch is dead or alive?
- Blackburn: But I think Price must have killed her. There's no other explanation.
- Evelyn: There's plenty, you moron. For all we know, Steven's got her spying on us right now.
- Blackburn: Oh, bullshit.
- Evelyn: Oh, God. This whole fucking thing's falling apart.
- Blackburn: It's not, baby, it's not. Somebody's gonna pull the trigger.
- Evelyn: But nobody has yet, Donald. They're not at the breaking point. The bozos have to believe that their lives are in danger.
- Blackburn: They have your death at his hands. How much more do they need?
- Evelyn: But they didn't see it happen. They still have their doubts, they're confused. What we need is another body. Steven's bloody hands right next to him.
- Blackburn: Well, how the hell are we gonna do that?
- Evelyn: [laughs] This may sound a little crazy, but hear me out.
- [Evelyn brutally stabs Blackburn]
- Evelyn: [to Eddie] Get off of me, you pervert!
- Stephen Price: Congratulations. I don't think Evelyn's said that to anything with testicles, ever.
- Evelyn: Very funny, Stephen. Have you?