- Weegee: Zeebo smoked cigars. The police figured he threw one away inside the spookhouse, because the whole place caught fire - with him inside.
- Kathy: [reading] "The fire spread quickly and attempts to rescue Zeebo were futile. Tragically, the clown perished in the inferno." Eww.
- Josh: [chuckling] Smoking's bad for your health.
- [first lines]
- Betty Ann: The park was called Playland, and it was the best. You could laugh, and scream, and get scared to death on rides, and stuff up on junk food, and ditch your parents - all on the same night.
- Betty Ann: It was Friday night, and Playland was jammed. For thousands of kids, it had everything they wanted. But for *one* kid, it had just a little too much.
- Josh: Man, that was cool.
- Kathy: I know.
- Weegee: That was awesome!
- Weegee: Yeah.
- Josh: Don't give me that; you almost hurled!
- Weegee: Did not.
- Josh: So why were you screaming, "Stop the ride! Oh, please, stop the ride"?
- Weegee: 'Cause Kathy was scared.
- Kathy: I was not. You were gonna barf.
- Weegee: You snitch. Maybe I should barf right now - on you!
- Josh: [laughs by the funhouse mirror] Look at me, I'm Zeebo. Zeebo, Zeebo...
- [imitating the robber]
- Josh: "Hey, hand over the dough; what do you think I am, some kind of clown?"
- [turns to walk forward a few steps, turns, then freezes with a gasp as he sees the clown where his reflection should be]
- Zeebo: Hahahaha! What do you think I am, some kind of clown?