Netflix’s Wednesday drops on the streaming service tomorrow, November 23rd. I will have a review of the series coming soon, so make sure to stop back by to check it out. It will be linked down below. In the meantime, I wanted to share a list of some of the best quotes from the show. Check out these 75+ of the best and creepiest Netflix’s Wednesday quotes.
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Netflix’s Wednesday Quotes
I’m not sure whose twisted idea it was to put hundreds of adolescents in underfunded schools run by people whose dreams were crushed years ago but I admire the sadism.
The only person that gets to torture my brother is me.
I merely meant, finally, you’ll be around peers who will understand you.
They’re just like you and me, until they rip your throat out.
Wednesday’s child is full of woe.
Wednesday always feels half-dead.
Please excuse Wednesday. She’s allergic to color.
The whole snarky Goth girl thing might have worked at normie school, but here things are different.
You’re in black and white. Like a living Instagram filter.
I find social media to be a soul-sucking void of meaningless affirmation.
Look at you, my little death trap.
As usual, you underestimate me, mother.
It looks like a rainbow vomited on your side.
I’ve read serial killer diaries with better punctuation.
When I look at you, the following emojis come to mind. Rope, shovel, hole.
This kitty has claws, and I’m not afraid to use them.
No smothering people in their sleep. Are we clear?
And you must be the self-appointed queen bee. Interesting thing about bees. Pull out their stingers, they drop dead.
Your face finally got that splash of color it so desperately needed.
I never thought it was possible to be an outcast in a school full of outcasts.
No good deed never goes unpunished.
Never bring a knife to a sword fight. Unless it’s concealed.
Grim reaper, Barbie. It makes perfect sense.
There’s just something wrong about this place. And not just because it’s school.
We all die alone, Enid.
I’m taking orders from a hand. This isn’t weird at all.
Hello, my little black cloud.
This story’s about to take a dark turn. Usually I love dark turns, but not this one.
Dead people are notoriously bad at returning calls.
Emotions are a gateway trait. They lead to emotions and tears. I don’t do tears.
I do like stabbing; the social part, not so much.
A lefty would not have failed me.
I constantly stalk my parents.
The most interesting plants grow in shade.
You used to love my killer instinct.
Wednesday Addams is not the girl of your dreams. She’s the stuff of your nightmares.
I don’t believe I’m better than everyone else, just that I’m better than you.
You are the key.
Luckily, I’m not afraid of the dark.
It’s amateurs like you that give kidnapping a bad name.
Secrets are like zombies. They never truly die.
I could eat Girl Scouts for breakfast. Actually, I have an uncle who went to prison for that.
Use the words “little” and “girl” together again, and I can’t guarantee your safety.
I will not stop until I have expunged this New World of every outcast.
Are you mansplaining my power?
I swear on my late scorpion soul. My hands are clean.
That monster could be anyone.
The truth is, there are monsters everywhere. And sometimes the monsters we least expect are the most dangerous.
They don’t need teeth and claws to terrify. They hide in the shadows until no one is looking, and then they strike.
Sometimes intentions melt in the face of unexpected opportunity.
It’s not my fault I can’t interpret your internal Morse code.
If you hear me scream for bloody murder, there’s a good chance I’m just enjoying myself.
They couldn’t even spring for real pigs’ blood. It’s only paint.
Oh, how we missed those accusing eyes and youthful sneer.
I never thought I’d miss being water-boarded so much.
A siren can never change her scales.
My appetite eludes me, mother. That same way the truth eludes you.
Don’t you want to wolf out and finally be normal, honey?
Men like you have no idea what it feels like to not be believed.
You have your own path to blaze.
I can barely tolerate the living, why would I want to commune with the dead?
May your 16th be as sour and misery-filled as your desire.
Every day is all about me. This day just comes with a cake and a song.
I don’t bury hatchets; I sharpen them.
Who doesn’t have a spooky built-in altar in their family library?
Lobotomies are kind of like tattoos, you can’t get just one.
I’d recognize the patter of those fingertips anywhere.
Friends are a liability that can be exploited. That makes me weaknesses.
If you die, I will kill you.
I guess I have a type.
There is only one thing that Hyde understands, pain.
You have no idea what’s coming.
Not hugging is kind of our thing.
Now burn in the eternal fires of hell, where you belong.
This will not end well for you.