Pinhead: Ah, Kirsty. We thought we lost you.
Female Cenobite: So sweet of you to come back.
Pinhead: How can it send us back, child? We're already here... and so are you!
[Pinhead transforms the box into the Leviathan Configuration]
Kirsty Cotton: I didn't open the box!
Female Cenobite: "Didn't open the box." And what was it last time, "Didn't know what the box was?" And yet, we do keep finding each other, don't we?
Pinhead: Oh, Kirsty. So eager to play, so reluctant to admit it.
Female Cenobite: Perhaps you're teasing us. Are you teasing us?
Kirsty Cotton: I've come for my father!
[the Cenobites laugh at that]
Pinhead: But he is in his own Hell, child, and quite unreachable.
Kirsty Cotton: I don't believe you!
Pinhead: But it's true. He is in his own Hell, just as you are in yours.
Kirsty Cotton: And what about you?
Pinhead: We have no more surprises.
Female Cenobite: We've always been here.
Pinhead: But please, feel free, explore. We have eternity to know your flesh.
Pinhead: Ah, no more boxes, Kirsty?
Female Cenobite: No more teasing, Kirsty, it's time to play.
Pinhead: Time to play...
Kirsty Cotton: Wait!
Pinhead: No more deals child, it is your flesh we want to experience, not your skill at bargaining.
Kirsty Cotton: No deals, just information, just information!
Pinhead: Go on... but trick us again child, and your suffering will be legendary even in Hell!
Pinhead: [Kirsty hands Pinhead picture of Capt. Spencer] What's this?...
[looks at picture]
Pinhead: Someone else you think escaped us, like Frank?
Kirsty Cotton: He didn't escape, he's you!
Pinhead: [pauses] Nonsense, I...
Kirsty Cotton: It is you! You weren't always this way, you were human once. You were all human! Remember your fear, your confusion!
Female Cenobite: Enough!
Pinhead: [to Female] Wait!... I remember...
Pinhead: Human dreams... such fertile ground for the seeds of torment. You're so ripe Joey, and it's harvest time.
Joey: [crying] But this isn't fair! You can't!
Pinhead: Save your tears. I'll reap your sorrow slowly. I have centuries to discover the things that make you whimper.
Joey: You bastard! You invaded my mind!
Pinhead: You think your nighttime world is closed to me? Your mind is so naked. A book that yearns to be read. A door that begs to be opened.