Happy Death Day

"Tim, I know you're really not into girls, but it's okay, love's love. Now go out there and get yourself a fine piece of manass!"

"You relive the same day over and over again, kind of sorts out who you really are."

Tree: "So I am supposed to keep dying until I figure out who my own killer is?"
Carter: "You wanna live to see tomorrow, right?"

"The way I see it, you have an unimited amount of lives, unlimited opportunities to solve your own murder."

"I know this doen't make any sense... I feel like I'm loosing my mind."

Carter: "Oh he, you're up."
Tree: "Am I... in a dorm room?"
Carter: "Yeah, I folded your pants for you."
Tree: "Great..."