- Randall Carpio: [about to enter The Fear Corridor] Didn't you say something about... holding hands?
- Jack Morton: Yeah. As we pass under the inscription, we have to.
- Randall Carpio: Mm-hm.
- [the Knights join hands]
- Lilith Bathory: It's not 'cause I'm scared.
- Randall Carpio: [scoffs nervously] Yeah. It's protocol.
- Hamish Duke: Exactly. Protocol. Nothin' else.
- Ricky Simarco's Dummy: Whadda ya get when you cross a spider and a squirrel? You get a bug that will climb your leg and eat your nuts.
- [laughs]
- Ricky Simarco's Dummy: Why did the spider cross the road? There was no spider. He's a metaphorical manifestation of your pathological and subconscious fear!
- Gabrielle Dupres: I thought demons would be fun.
- Jack Morton: No-no, yeah. Yeah, demons should be fun.
- Lilith Bathory: Are you sure this is gonna work?
- Randall Carpio: What happens if it doesn't work?
- Hamish Duke: This better work.
- Jack Morton: It's gonna work, guys.
- Professor Cameron Foley: Surprised to see you trying independent thinking on for size.
- Gabrielle Dupres: So was I.
- Professor Cameron Foley: I didn't think your zip code went for it.
- Jack Morton: Oh, well, don't worry. I fully expect to be back in line by graduation.
- Jack Morton: Least, now I know why Alyssa calls it The Fear Corridor.
- Lilith Bathory: You didn't think to tell us that before leading us down the creepy-ass hallway that turns our worst fears into a reality?
- Alyssa Drake: You didn't... tell anyone, did you?
- Jack Morton: Tell 'em what?
- Alyssa Drake: About my magic.
- Jack Morton: I meant that like, "Tell them what?" because there's nothing to tell.
- Alyssa Drake: Except for my secret, my homicidal secret.
- Jack Morton: Yeah, I mean, the last thing you'd want is anyone here to find out you don't wanna kill someone.
- Alyssa Drake: It's not funny.
- Jack Morton: It's kinda funny.
- [Jack having someone else as his tutor annoys Gabrielle, who is still his secret handler]
- Gabrielle Dupres: [aloud but to herself] Selena and Nicole and Angus got to keep theirs. I don't know why I got singled out.
- Jack Morton: Keep theirs, what?