Quotes / Serial Killer

"Psycho Killer!
Qu'est-ce que c'est!
Better run run run run run run run away"

— Talking Heads, "Psycho Killer" from Talking Heads: 77

"And no one knows a thing about my life
I can come and go as I please
And if I want to, I can stay
Oh, or if I want to, I can leave
Nobody knows me, Nobody knows me, Nobody knows me
Nobody knows me, HA! HA! Nobody knows me..."

— Morrissey, "Jack The Ripper"

I'm a human Trigger Warning, through the night until the morning
When the light shines upon my crimes, you find it sick, appalling

— Jack the Ripper, Epic Rap Battles of History, "Jack the Ripper vs. Hannibal Lecter"

"Just you wait, it won't be long.
The man in black will soon be here.
With his cleaver's blade so true.
He'll make mincemeat out of you!"

— M

Hannibal: Did you really feel depressed after you shot Mr. Garrett Jacob Hobbes to death? I think you probably did. But it wasn't the act that got to you. Didn't you feel so bad because killing him felt so good? And why shouldn't it feel good? It must feel good to God; he does it all the time. God's terrific! He dropped a church roof on 34 of his worshippers in Texas last Wednesday night, just as they were groveling through a hymn to his majesty. Don't you think that felt good?
Will Graham: Why does it feel good, Dr. Lecter?
Hannibal: It feels good because God has power. If one does what God does enough times, one will become as God is.

— Manhunter

"Of course they're going to 'do it again'; they're serial killers. That's why they call them serial killers: they keep doing it!"

— Rebecca, The Practice

"It's not just the killing he's into: he's into power. The intimacy of goin' inside, where the heart still pumps; he's into feelin' the skin tighten like a canvas and the warm blood spraying, leaving masterpieces for us to marvel at. And he's gonna go on and on, creating masterpieces, unless I stop him. Because I know what drives him to it. So don't you dare think you understand a killer — or me."

— Det. Magnotta, Ripper

"When I first heard about the death camps in 1945, I remembered Powhatan Mill. When I see the Kurds and the Bosnians, that room is there, I tell you. It's like all the horrible acts that humans are capable of somehow gave birth to some kind of human monster."

— Frank Briggs, The X-Files, "Squeeze"

"Smith was raped and tortured. That's cruelty. I can understand cruelty. Tabram was killed by frenzied and repeated stabbing. That's rage, I understand that, too. This one's more... methodical. Someone near enough did surgery on this woman; I don't understand that at all."

— Inspector Fred Abberline, From Hell

"There's no sense to it, and one killer without reason is an oddity, but it seems to me that it's spreading. We had a monster and we couldn't catch him. Now how many monsters are there? It's not just the Ripper anymore. Something's changed in this city and everybody knows it. They're all scared, everybody out there's scared, and it's more than we can deal with."

— Inspector Blacker, The Yard

Deutsch: He's a little funny in the head.
Mastrionotti: Funny. As in, he likes to ventilate people with a shotgun and then cut their heads off.
Deutsch: Yeah, he's funny that way.

— Barton Fink

Sylar: I'm not a serial killer.
Luke: But you've got a pattern. You go after specific victims. You collect mementos.
Sylar: Okay, technically, I'm a serial killer.

— Heroes

Bill Tench: Spree is good for Speck or Whitman. But I think sequence killer is wrong for someone like Kemper. It feels too cadenced.
Wendy Carr: Perhaps.
Holden Ford: It should feel like a long story. Continually updated.
Bill Tench: A series of killings.
Holden Ford: Serial?
Gregg Smith: Serial murderer?
Bill Tench: Serial killer?
Wendy Carr: That's better. Let's see if it sticks.

— Mindhunter

DJ: So let me get this straight. Chris left us for dead, and now we're alone while that escaped psycho killer with a chainsaw is on the loose?
Duncan: No! We're alone while that escaped psycho killer with a chainsaw and a hook is on the loose!

— Total Drama Island, "Hook, Line, and Screamer"

"You know what flavor of killer takes trophies, don't you? Serial. Souvenirs help them differentiate between the victims."

— Sherlock Holmes, Elementary

Tailor: His eyes promise only death, and his words are worse! Is he some kind of serial killer?
Dr. Bunnigus: A serial killer? No, if anything, he's massively parallel.
Tailor: [deadpan] Oh. Okay.

— Schlock Mercenary

"'Body Found'. Again, which one?"

— bigMooney06, A House Built on Sand Kill Everyone Challenge!

"What about me, you ask? It's really quite simple. I love to tear the flesh of the living, to kill for the simple, intoxicating pleasure of feeling blood between my fingers... I KILL, THEREFORE, I AM! Whether I'm real or a human doesn't matter. I'm a killer, and that's all I need to know!"

— Barry the Chopper, Fullmetal Alchemist (2003)

Meanwhile, Vaughn Parry is England's present nightmare. Above and beyond Islamic extremists with rucksacks and policemen who shoot plumbers nine times in the head for being diffusely non-white, the great fear of every right-thinking person these days is that Parry was not unique, that there lurk amid the wide wheat fields and bowling greens of the Home Counties yet more bloody-handed killers who can unlock your window catches and sneak into your room at night, the better to tear you apart. Parry is under custody for the moment, held in some high-security hospital under the scrutiny of doctors, but something in him has cut the nation deep.

— Angelmaker

Multiple murder, however, is not a new 'activity' in the social... Taking a sociological approach, Elliot Leyton claims that multiple murderers are "very much men of their time," whose individual histories are enmeshed with social histories.

— Murders and Acquisitions: Representations of the serial killer in popular culture

"We are the American dreamers, driving down the holy road to true knowledge that's paved with blood and gold. And across the length and breadth of this fair country, we are killing people. We don't do it to make a living. We don't do it for revenge. We don't kill people anonymously — poisoning their aspirin, putting shards of glass in baby food. We don't drive cars onto crowded sidewalks. We don't carry guns into burger joints and blast away until a SWAT team splatters our brains all over the French fries. We do not murder for profit. We do not murder for governments or for hire. We kill to kill."

— The Corinthian, The Sandman: Collectors

He opened her guts and worked away inside her, pulling at her organs. All the while, he cackled like an actor in a bad melodrama. He was Sweeney Todd, the Demon Barber of Fleet Street; he was Spring Heel'd Jack, the Terror of London; he was Sir Percival Glyde, the Spine-Snapping Baronet; he was the Wicked Squire who did for poor Maria Marten in the Red Barn; he was Varney the Vampyre, Wagner the Wehr-Wolf, jaunty Jekyll and madman Hyde, the Oxton Creeper, the Coughing Horror, the Face at the Window...

— The Night Mayor

"As I set out from London town
Upon a foggy day
I came across a fair young maid
And stole her heart away
But not the way you think it done
I did not use me charm
Instead I used a blade so sharp
She could not raise alarm!
ALTOGETHER NOW!
As I set out from London town..."

— Jack/Sean Renard, Grimm

"When you feel the last bit of breath leaving their body, you're looking into their eyes. A person in that situation is God!"

— Ted Bundy

"Howard, it's Bateman, Patrick Bateman. You're my lawyer, so I think you should know: I've killed a lot of people. Some girls in the apartment uptown, uh, some homeless people, maybe 5 or 10, um, an NYU girl I met in Central Park. I left her in a parking lot behind some donut shop. I killed Bethany, my old girlfriend, with a nail gun, and some man, uh, some old faggot with a dog last week. I killed another girl with a chainsaw, I had to, she almost got away and, uh, someone else there I can't remember, maybe a model, but she's dead too. And Paul Allen. I killed Paul Allen with an axe in the face, his body is dissolving in a bathtub in Hell's Kitchen. I don't want to leave anything out here. I guess I've killed maybe 20 people, maybe 40. I have tapes of a lot of it, uh, some of the girls have seen the tapes. I even, um... I ate some of their brains, and I tried to cook a little. Tonight I, uh, I just had to kill a lot of people. And I'm not sure I'm gonna get away with it this time. I guess I'll, uh, I mean, ah, I guess I'm a pretty, uh, I mean I guess I'm a pretty sick guy. So, if you get back tomorrow, I may show up at Harry's Bar, so you know, keep your eyes open."

— Patrick Bateman, American Psycho

Perfect Cell: I'm impressed! Behind all that angst and ridiculous hair, there's a real fighter!
Trunks: And behind all that insufferable smarm is a dead man!
Perfect Cell: Trunks... you couldn't fathom the amount of dead men behind me.

— Dragon Ball Z Abridged

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