Frank Cotton: Come here, damn you, I want to touch you. Frank Cotton: I thought I'd gone to the limits. I hadn't. The Cenobites gave me an experience beyond limits... pain and pleasure, indivisible. Kirsty Cotton: Who are you? Pin Head: Explorers in the further regions of experience. Demons to some. Angels to others. Pin Head: The box. You opened it. We came. Pin Head: No tears, please. It's a waste of good suffering. Pin Head: We have such sights to show you! Kirsty Cotton: It's just a puzzle box! Pin Head: Oh, no. It is a means to summon us. Pin Head: We will tear your soul apart. Pin Head: Now, it is time to play. Frank Cotton: Jesus wept. Pin Head: This is not for your eyes. Frank Cotton: Come to Daddy. Female Cenobite: We had to hear it from your own lips. Kirsty Cotton: You can go to Hell! Female Cenobite: We can't. Not alone.