Lost boys is a movie about a recently divorced mother of two teenage sons, forced on grounds of financial issues to move to her father’s in California, Santa Carla. The town of Santa Carla turns out to be populated with bikers and plagued with mysterious deaths.
Sam, the older of the two boys catches wind that the town is inhabited by vampires, and finds it ridiculous until he ends up making friends with two other boys who claim to be vampire hunters.
Sam’s younger brother, Mike, takes a different path totally. He meets a cute girl at an amusement park and all of a sudden, begins to exhibit vampiric attributes – sleeping during the day and staying out at night. He’s also lured into the biker’s crew by this same girl.
Soon things escalate. Mike is gravely and negatively influenced by his new clique of friends and begins getting into trouble. Out of fear for his brother, Sam hires two young vampire hunters to take out the head vampire in hopes of freeing Mike from his shackles and setting him straight again.
Here are some of the best quotes from the movie;
Max: I told you never to come in here. Wild kids.
Lucy Emerson: Oh, they’re just young. We were that age, too, once. But they dress better.
Sam Emerson: My own brother a God damned shit sucking vampire! You wait ’til mom finds out buddy!
Grandpa: One thing about living in Santa Carla I never could stomach,all the damn vampires.
Edgar Frog: Kill your brother. You’ll feel better.
Sam: You’re a vampire! I knew it!
Michael: I am not!
Sam: So what are you? The flying nun?
Paul: Garlic don’t work boys.
Edgar Frog: Then try it with holy water deadbreath!
Alan Frog: Holy shit! It’s the attack of Eddie Munster!
Edgar Frog: Great, the bloodsucking Brady Bunch!
Edgar Frog: Good Night Blood Sucker!
Grandpa: Well, now, let me put it this way. If all the corpses buried around here were to stand up all at once, we’d have one hell of a population problem.
Grandpa: Lucy, you’re the only woman I ever knew that didn’t improve her situation by getting divorced.
Sam: There’s no TV! Have you seen a TV, Mike? I haven’t seen a TV. Do you know what it means when there’s no TV? – No MTV!
Edgar Frog: I think I should warn you all, when a vampire bites it, it’s never a pretty sight. No two bloodsuckers go the same way. Some yell and scream, some go quietly, some explode, some implode, but all will try to take you with them.
David: Now you know what we are, now you know what you are. You’ll never grow old, Michael, and you’ll never die. But you must feed!
Grandpa: Second shelf is mine. That’s where I keep my rootbeers and my double-thick Oreo cookies. Nobody touches the second shelf but me.
Michael: Any jobs around here?
Man: Nothing legal.
Michael: [about Grandpa] Looks like he’s dead!
Lucy: No, he’s just a deep sleeper.
Sam: If he’s dead, can we go back to Phoenix?
Grandpa: Playin’ dead. And from what I heard, doin’ a damn good job of it, too.
Michael: Grandpa, is it true that Santa Carla’s the murder capital of the world?
Grandpa: There are some bad elements around here.
Sam: Wait a second, let me get this straight. You’re telling me we’ve moved to the murder capital of the world? Are you serious, Grandpa?
Grandpa: Well, let me put it this way. If all the corpses buried around here were to stand up all at once we’d have one hell of a population problem.
Grandpa: Now, on Wednesdays when the mailman brings the TV Guide sometimes the address label is curled up just a little. You’ll be tempted to tear it off. Don’t. You’ll only wind up rippin’ the cover and I don’t like that. And stay outta here.
Sam: Wait, you have a TV?
Grandpa: No. I just like to read the TV Guide. Read the TV Guide, you don’t need a TV.
Sam: You need sunglasses to talk on the phone? Are you freebasing, Michael? Inquiring minds want to know.
Sam: Look at your reflection in the mirror. You’re a creature of the night, Michael. Just like out of a comic book. You’re a vampire, Michael! My own brother, a goddamn shit-sucking vampire! You wait ’til Mom finds out, buddy!
Sam: Don’t kill me, Mike. I’m basically a good kid, so just don’t kill me.
Sam: It’s that girl from the boardwalk. Is she one of them?… [Star floats up] She’s one of them! And don’t tell me it doesn’t make her a bad person, Mike!
Alan Frog: Let’s start with the little one. First come, first staked.
Alan Frog: We don’t ride with vampires. [Realizes that they’re just outside of the Vampires’ cave ] We do now.
Alan Frog: Holy shit, Vampire Hotel.
David: That’s what I love about this place. You ask, and then you get.
David: Drink some of this, Michael. Be one of us.
David: Initiation’s over, Michael. Time to join the club!
Grandpa: [as Michael comes home in the morning] Looks like I wasn’t the only one who got lucky last night.
Michael Emerson: [upon seeing Grandpa’s workroom, filled with deer heads] Talk about the Texas Chainsaw Massacre.
Lucy Emerson: [to Sam] I can never sleep with the closet door open, either. Not even a crack. Sam, this is a terrible thing to admit, but I think that one of the reasons I divorced your father was because he never believed in the closet monster.
Sam: Got a problem, guys?
Edgar: Just scoping your civilian wardrobe.
Sam: Pretty cool, huh?
Alan: For a fashion victim.
Edgar: Where the hell are you from? Krypton?
Sam: Phoenix, actually. But lucky me, we moved…here.
Edgar: You think you really know what’s happening here, don’t you? Well, I’ll tell you something. You don’t know shit buddy. You think we just work in a comic bookstore for our folks, huh?
Sam: Actually, I thought it was a bakery.
Edgar: This is just our cover. We are dedicated to a higher purpose. We’re fighters for Truth, Justice, and the American way.
Alan: Notice anything unusual about Santa Carla yet?’Sam: No, it’s actually a pretty cool place… if you’re a Martian!
Edgar: Or, a vampire!
Sam: You guys sniffin’ on newsprint or somethin’?Edgar: Read this.
Sam: I told you I don’t like horror comics.
Alan: Think of it more as a survival manual. There’s our number on the back and pray you never need to call us.
Sam: I’ll pray I never need to call you. Sure.
Grandpa: Anything in here that might pass for after-shave?
Sam: How about some Windex, Grandpa?
Grandpa: Yeah, let me try some of that. [slaps some on] Not bad!
Michael: You have a big date tonight, Grandpa?Grandpa: I’m going to drop my handiwork by the widow Johnson.
Michael: What’d ya stuff for her? Mr. Johnson?
David: Michael wants to know what’s going on. Marco, what’s going on?
Marko: I don’t know. What’s going on, Paul?
Paul: Wait a minute. Who wants to know?
Dwayne: Michael wants to know.
Edgar: You did the right thing by calling us. Does your brother sleep a lot?
Sam: Yeah, all day.
Alan: Does the sunlight freak him out?
Sam: Uh, he wears sunglasses in the house.
Edgar: Bad breath, long fingernails?
Sam: Yeah, his fingernails are a little bit longer, um, he always had bad breath though.
Alan: He’s a vampire all right.
Edgar: All right, here’s what you do, get your self a good sharp stake and drive it right through his heart.
Sam: I can’t do that, he’s my brother.
Alan: Okay, we’ll come over and do it for you.
Edgar: You’d better get yourself a garlic T-shirt, buddy, or it’s your funeral.
Michael: Look, this isn’t a comic book, Sam, these guys are brutal killers.
Sam: So are the Frog brothers!
Edgar: We’re on the right trail. Flies and the undead go together, like bullets and guns. Come on!
Sam: What’s that smell?
Edgar: Vampires, my friend. Vampires.
Max: Don’t ever invite a vampire into your house, you silly boy. It renders you powerless.[Sam turns to Edgar and whispers.]
Sam: Did you know that?
Edgar: Of course. Everyone knows that.
Max: It was all going to be so perfect, Lucy. Just like one big happy family. Your boys. And my boys.
Edgar: Great. The bloodsucking Brady Bunch.
Michael: I didn’t invite you this time, Max.
Michael: You afraid to face me, David? HUH?!
David: I tried to make you immortal.
Michael: You tried to make me a killer!
David: You are a killer! My turn. Stop fighting me, Michael. I don’t want to kill you. Join us.
David: It is too late, my blood is in your veins.
Michael: So is mine!
Michael: If something happens down there, I won’t have the strength to protect you.
Sam: This time I’ll protect you. Even though you’re a vampire, you’re still my brother.
Edgar: If you try to stop us, or vamp out in any way, I’ll stake you without even thinking twice about it!
Sam: Chill out, Edgar.
Edgar: Yeah, come on!
Michael: Where did you say you met these guys?
Alan: We blew it, man! We lost it!
Edgar: Shut up!
Alan: We unraveled in the face of the enemy!
Edgar: It’s not our fault. They pulled a mind-scramble on us! They opened their eyes and talked!
Edgar: Death to all vampires! Maximum body count. We are awesome monster bashers!
Alan: The meanest!
Edgar: The baddest!
Edgar: Where’s Nosferatu?
Edgar: The Prince of Darkness.
Alan: The night crawler. The bloodsucker. El Vampiro.
Sam: Mike! They’re here.