Top 50 Quotes From Stranger Things, Season 2, Episode 9

Dustin: [to Steve as he recovers] It's okay, you put up a good fight. He kicked your ass, but you put up a good fight.

Steve: Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey. I don't think so.
Mike: What?
- Any of you little shits die down here,
- I'm getting the blame. Got it, dipshit?
- From here on out, I'm leading the way.
- Come on, let's go.
- Come on.
- Hey, a little hustle.

- Thought I might find you out here.
- Will wanted me to give him some space, so...
- I'm giving him a few feet. [Chuckles]
- What do you say?
- I'm pretty sure that Mr. Cooper retired in the '70s, so...
- We might be okay.

Max: Eleven?
- Hey. Um, I'm Max.
- I've heard a lot about you.
[Sighs] Hey. Hey, sweetheart.
[Sniffles] Hey.
- Can I see him?

Steve: I may be a pretty shitty boyfriend, but... Turns out I'm actually a pretty damn good babysitter.

Mike: I never gave up on you. I called you every night. Every night for...
Eleven: 353 days. I heard.

- Even if e! Can, there's still another problem.
- If the brain dies, the body dies.
- I thought that was the whole point.
- It is, but if we're really right about this...
- I mean, if e! Closes the gate and kills the mind flayer's army...
- Will's a part of that army.
- Closing the gate will kill him.

Kali: I want you to find something from your past, something that angers you.
- Now channel it.
[Screams] Papa!

- You're gonna swing a right.
- That road is gonna dead-end.
- And it's about a five-minute walk from there.
[Panting] Okay. Denfield to oak tree.
- Swing a right.
- That's it. But it's channel ten, right?
- It's channel ten. Listen...
- You let me know when that thing is out of him.

- You want to, like... you know?
- Like, just you and me?
- Are you trying to ask me to dance, stalker?
- No, of course not.
- Unless you want to.
- So smooth. Come on.

- Always.
- And when you see Mike, tell him to come home already, okay?
- You're a real lifesaver, you know that?
- Anytime.
- -♪ do believe it ♪
- -I'll see you later. hmm.

- Oh, shit.
Steve: Here.
- Dustin! Come on!
Dustin: No!
Dustin: This is...
- Eleven.

Jonathan: Chief, are you there?
- Chief, do you copy?
- Yeah, I copy.
[Panting] Close it.

- Look... look at him!
- Jonathan, wait!
- You're killing him!
Joyce: Just wait!
- No!
- No, leave it!
- You're killing him!
- Leave it!
- Wait, Jonathan, Jonathan!
- His neck! His neck!

Max: It's my brother.
- He can't know I'm here.
- He'll kill me. He'll kill us.

- Will. Will.
- Please, will. Will.
- Come on, buddy.
- Please. Can you hear me?
- Come on.
- Come on.
- Please. Will.
- Mom?
- {935951 -oh, honey. Oh, god.

Steve: Oh, my god! Oh, my god!
- Oh, my god! Oh, my god!
- Hey, this way!
- Help! Help! Help! Help!

Billy: Looking for my step-sister a little birdy told me she was here.
Steve: Huh that's weird I don't know her.
Billy: Small, redhead, bit of a bitch

- All right.
- Get the hell out of my son!
Steve: Go, go, go!
- Let's go, let's go!
- Oh, my god. Oh, my god.

Lucas: Steve!
Max: Billy!
Mike: Holy shit!
- Shit!
- No one tells me what to do! [Grunts]
- Whoo! Get up!
Dustin: You're gonna kill him.

- Hey, Nance.
- Hey.
- What's in this?
- Pure fuel.

- I'm okay.
- You serious?
- Very funny, man.
- Nice. Very nice.
- Jesus, what an idiot.
- Hang on. Wait, wait.
Steve: All right, Wheeler.
- I think we found your hub.

Joyce: GET THE HELL OUT OF MY SON!

- You should go with him.
- What?
- With Jonathan.
- No, I'm...
[Scoffs] I'm not just gonna leave Mike.
- No one's leaving anyone.
- I may be a pretty shitty boyfriend, but...
- Turns out I'm actually a pretty damn good babysitter.

[Dr. Brenner] And it's festering.
Eleven: I'm the monster.
- And it will grow.
- Spread.
- Papa!
- And eventually, it will kill you.
- Jane!

Billy: Am I dreaming or is that you Harrington?
Steve: Yeah it's me don't cream your pants.

Jim: So, what, we're just not gonna talk about it, huh?
Eleven: About what?
Jim: Oh, I don't know. I'm just curious, you know, why all of a sudden you look like some kind of an MTV punk.

Steve: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- What's going on?
- Oh, my god. No! Whoa!
- Stop the car. Slow down.
- I told you he'd freak out.
- Stop the car!
- Everybody shut up! I'm trying to focus!
- Oh, wait, that's mount sinai. Make a left.
- What?
- Make a left.

- But you're explaining this to Mrs. Byers, all right?
- Christ. Help me out.
- What am I supposed to do?
- Get the door, man.
- All right, I got the door.
- Ew. Jesus...
- God...
- Phew!

[Grunts] It hurts.
- It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!
- Let me go! Let me go! It hurts!
- It hurts! Let me go! Let me go! It hurts!
- Mom.
- No!
- Let me go! Let me go! Let me go!

- Just be careful, okay?
- I can't lose you again.
- You won't lose me.
- Do you promise?
- Promise.
- Ei... come on, let's go. It's time.
- Okay.

- Look like a million bucks.
- Yeah.
- And you're gonna slay 'em dead.
- Like a lion.
- Don't do that, okay?
- Okay.
- Good luck.

[trying to place a dead demodog in the freezer]
Steve: Is this really necessary?
Dustin: Yes it is! Okay? This is a groundbreaking scientific discovery, we can't just bury it like some common mammal, okay? It's not a dog!
Steve: All right, all right, all right. But you're explaining this to Mrs. Byers.

Jim: It's not like it was before, it's grown. A lot. I mean, that's considering we can get in there, the place is crawling with those dogs...
Dustin: Demodogs.
Jim: I'm sorry, what?
Dustin: I said, uh, Demodogs. Like Demogorgon and dogs, like, you put them together, it sounds pretty badass...
Jim: How is this important right now?
Dustin: It's not, I'm sorry.

[Screaming] Shit!
- Help! Help! Help!
Mike: Dustin.
Dustin: Shit!
Lucas: Dustin!
Max: Dustin!
Steve: What happened?
[Whimpers] It's in my mouth!
- Some got on my mouth! Shit!

- Steve...
- It's okay, Nance.
- It's okay.

- He's not doing well.
- I know.
- I saw.
- What else did you see?

- You opened this gate before, right?
- Yes.
- Do you think if we got you back there, that you could close it?

Nancy: Girls this age are dumb. But give them a few years, and they'll wise up. You're going to drive them nuts.
Dustin: You think so?
Nancy: Oh, I know so.

[Exhales] Wish me luck, Mike.
- I'm going in.
[Clears throat] Stacy.
- He just broke up with Jennifer.
- Plus he's, like, not my type.
[Clears throat] Stacy.
- Yeah?
- Shall we?
- Um, no, thanks. [Chuckles]

- You did good, kid. [Sighs]
- You did so good.

- Want to be safe? I give it a year.
- A year?
- What about one night out?
- One night?
- Yeah. How risky would that be?
- What's so important about one night?

Steve: Listen, dude, a coach calls a play in a game, bottom line, you execute it. All right?
Mike: Okay, first of all, this isn't some stupid sports game. And second, we're not even in the game we're on the bench.
Steve: Right, so my point is... Right, yeah, we're on the bench, so, uh, there's nothing we can do.
Dustin: That's not entirely true. I mean, these Demo-dogs, they have a hive mind. When they ran away from the bus, they were called away.
Lucas: So if we get their attention...
Max: Maybe we can draw them from the lab...
Mike: And clear a path to the gate.
Steve: Yeah, and then we all die!
Dustin: That's one point if view.
Steve: No, that's not a point of view, man. That's a fact.

- Right here, where I put it.
- What's in there that's so important anyway?
- You look fabulous, baby.
- -♪ that's the jingle bell ♪
- -got it.
- That's your ride. Dusty!
[Exhales] Okay.

Steve: Shut up.
- I've got our favorite. See? Nougat.
- Look at that. Yummy. Here, all right?
- Eat up, buddy. Come on. Come on.
[Whispering] Let's go.
- There's plenty. I've got more.

- It's actually kinda nice.
- We'll do it here.
- Are you sure this is a good idea?
- This thing has had will long enough.
- Let's kill the son of a bitch.

- Hey.
- Hey.
- Wanna dance?
- What?
- Come on. Let's go.

- Maybe you could help her lead, like, a normal life.
- One where she's not poked and prodded and...
- Treated like some kind of lab rat, you know?
- I don't know, just a thought.
- But, uh... think about it.
- Don't go anywhere.

- Stay here.
- Oh, shit.

Steve: You ready?
Mike: Yeah.
Lucas: Ready.
Max: Ready.
Dustin: Light her up.
[Steve panting] I am in such deep shit.