Netflix original series Stranger Things dropped its fourth season May 27, 2022.
#StrangerThings has cleared 621.8m hours viewed.
rottentomatoes: 93%
metacritic: 75
imdb: 8.7
emmys: 7 wins
golden globes: 4 nominations
SAG awards: 1 win
Eleven
Jane Hopper navigates high school outside of Lenora Hills, California.
Outstanding Supporting Actress in a Drama Series
Outstanding Performance by a Female Actor in a Drama Series
“Dear Mike, today is day 185. Feels more like ten years. Joyce says time is funny like that. Emotions can make it speed up or slow down. We are all time travelers if you think about it. For example, this week is going very fast. I think because I am so busy. I have to make something called a visual aid. I hope Mrs. Gracey will give me an A. Some exciting news. Joyce got an amazing new job. She gets to work at home. She says she loves the ‘freedom.’ Will is painting a lot, but he… he won’t show me what he’s working on. Maybe it is for a girl. I think there is someone he likes, because he has been acting weird. Jonathan is acting weird also. I think he is just nervous about college. He is still waiting for his big letter. I hope he and Nancy get to go together. But I don’t know how he’ll get to college because his car is still broken. His funny friend Argyle has been taking us to school. His hair is longer than mine. And he and Jonathan like to smoke smelly plants together. Jonathan says the plants are super safe because they come from the earth, but to not tell Joyce. Me? I am twice as happy now. You were right. It just takes time. I think I have finally adapted.” — Eleven
“At first, I missed all the spring flowers, but now I find it pretty here too. I even like school now. I am still best at math, but my grammar is getting good now also. It helps that everyone is so nice here. I have made lots of friends. Even so, I am ready for spring break, mostly because I get to see you. I am so excited to see you, it is hard to breathe. Are you excited too? I think you will love it here like me. I think we will have the best spring break ever. I hope my spelling was better this time. Miss you. Love, El.” — Eleven
“Hi. For my hero, I… I chose my dad. And for my visual aid, I made a ‘direyama’ of our cabin. This is my dad. His name is Hopper. He made the best Eggos, and… …we liked to watch Miami Vice on Fridays. This is Mr. Fibbly. He is a squirrel. And this is the alarm that my dad made. I… I was never scared because… beca– because… my dad was in the newspaper. My dad is famous. He.. he saved lots of lives. In a mall fire. He was a hero for people. And he was my hero too.” — Eleven
“Friends don’t lie.” — Eleven
“Angela! I tripped. It was just an accident.” — Eleven
Jim Hopper
Outstanding Supporting Actor in a Drama Series
Best Supporting Actor – Television
1 nomination: 2018
Outstanding Performance by a Male Actor in a Drama Series
Joyce Byers
Best Television Actress – Drama Series
1 nomination: 2017
Outstanding Performance by a Female Actor in a Drama Series
1 nomination: 2017
“I can send you a previous edition as a loaner to see if you like the product before committing to purchasing it… yeah, I’m… I’m not a robot. You do realize that, don’t you? Prick. Slow down!”
“Mrs. Ergenbright, let me ask you something. Have you ever wished you could have the answer to any question, right at your fingertips? Yes. It’s just like those… those big fancy books you see on TV. Oh, yes, they’re lovely. Yeah, just imagine, you’d never have to go to the library again. Or, hey, think of the money that you’ll save on gas alone. Anything? Well, I’m sweating. I always worry. Thanks. Oh, gosh. Did I lose you? Hello? No, sorry. Carol? Can I call you Carol? Great. So, what are we thinking? Could do volumes A through C, or we could do the… the whole alphabet. Carol, uh, can I call you back?”
“Where the hell have you been? Yes. Oh, yes. I know it is. The… the stamps on the package have that hammer with that hook thingamajig. Whatever. Wow, I am so glad I called you. Should I be worried? But how would they know my name? What? I don’t… okay. Jesus. She has nipples. I don’t know. It’s… it’s cracked. Yeah, like, the porcelain’s cracked and they tried to glue it back together. What for?”
“Oh, hi. Was this really necessary? Releasing it. Got it. Yep. Got it. Yeah? It broke. Oh my…”
Max Mayfield
“Oh, yeah. Sorry, I forgot it was Thursday. They call it a tournament. You win one game, you go on until there’s only one team left.”
“Sorry. Yeah. If you say so. Like, yeah, a little, but… well, she’s working two jobs. So, it’s not easy. She’s fine. I mean, she hates our new place, which is, like… yeah, it’s terrible, but… she’s fine. It’s kind of better, honestly. He was an asshole. So, there’s less assholery. Yeah, fine. Nope. Yeah, I… I know. I’m… I’m being open. I’m being open.”
“Are you stalking me or something? What is this? A big deal? Lucas, you really care about this? What the hell is that supposed to mean? A ghost? Really? Yeah, right. Something must be wrong with me because I broke up with you. Lucas, look, people just change, okay? That’s it. I’ve changed. It’s that simple. Good luck.”
“Hey, are you all right? Okay, um… you’re sure?”
“If I play, do I get one of those cool T-shirts? Really?”
Robin Buckley
“Uh, yes. Something about sex with Linda. Cut me some slack, please. Your love life is one of labyrinthine complexity. It is 7:00 in the morning, we have the stupid pep rally, and I woke up looking like a corpse. Yeah? So? Absolutely not. I don’t care– you’re literally quoting me to me. You do realize that. It’s not the same thing. Okay? You ask out a girl and she says no. Big deal. Nothing happens. Maybe your ego’s a little bruised. I ask out the wrong girl, and bam, I’m a town pariah. We just don’t know that, do we? Ew! Gross. Don’t say boobies. Hey, wait up!”
“Okay, she sounds like a Muppet. I was thinking it was more like Miss Piggy. I used to think she sounded good ’cause I had this massive crush– um, we… we took a… a massively hard class together. We were… we were in Mrs. Click’s class together. Yeah. Uh… sorry, were you asking me a question? Sorry, were you asking me a question?”
Joe Keery
“Then there’s Heidi tomorrow night, but the problem with Heidi is that she’s going out of state for college. Do I wanna start another relationship that has no point other than sex? I mean, I don’t know. Does that make sense to you? Robin, are you listening? What did I just say? No, I’m talking about Heidi. Well– you’re worried about a pep rally? Expect me to believe that? So we both know what this is about. Not buying that. This is about Vickie. It is. You know what else? You gotta stop pretending to be someone else when you’re around her. You just gotta be yourself. Maybe you need to listen to yourself. Ever think about that? I listened. Look at me. Boom. Back in business. Well… I’d buy that, except Vickie is definitely not the wrong girl. She returned Fast Times paused at 53 minutes, 5 seconds. Know who pauses Fast Times at 53 minutes, 5 seconds? People who like boobies, Robin. Boobies. Not a big deal, okay? I like boobies. You like boobies. Vickie likes boobies. Definitely. It’s boobies.”
“What, to hang out with you and Eddie ‘the freak’ Munson? Uh, yeah, I’ll pass. Ew. Ugh. Whatever. Besides, I mean, I really dig this girl. I think that she could… who knows, she could be the one. Oh, I got some customers. Call you back. Bye.”
“Yeah, that’s an interesting point. Thank you so much for bringing that up, Brenda. Told you. Muppet.”
Dustin Henderson
“Son of a bitch. Try ‘Tigers86.’ Holy shit. Don’t come in! I’m naked! I’m running out of time here. Do you see it? Yeah.”
“Look, I’m not saying that my girlfriend is better than yours. It’s just that Suzie’s, like, a certified genius. And yet you still have a C in Spanish. How is that possible? ‘Just talk to Eddie.’ I think that’s a great idea, Mike. And this is the end of Eddie’s campaign. A semester of adventuring has led to this moment, and we need you. Please, arrive at the point. We are nerds and freaks. Shit.”
“Shit, he seems really revved up today. Casual. Right, okay. Totally. Society has to blame something. We’re an easy target. So, uh, speaking of monsters, uh, Lucas has to do his, uh, balls-in-laundry-baskets game. So… …he’s not gonna be able to make it to Hellfire tonight. And I know there’s no way we can beat your sadistic campaign without him. So, me and Mike, we were talking, shooting the shit, and we were thinking that maybe we might… Jesus Christ. Thank you.
“Just move your date this one time. Come on. You’re just jealous ’cause I have another older male friend. No, you can’t. I’m at… …school. Yes. Everyone gets a T-shirt. We make ’em ourselves, and if you… you’re being sarcastic. You being sarcastic? She was being sarcastic. So, screw it. Screw high school. Just trust me! Wear a helmet.”
Lucas Sinclair
“I don’t get the big deal. Just talk to Eddie. Get him to move Hellfire to another night. This is the championship game. That’s not the point. If I get in good with these guys, I’ll be in the popular crowd, and then you guys will be too. You wanna be stuck with the nerds and freaks for three more years? But maybe we don’t have to be. Look, I’m tired of being bullied. I’m tired of girls laughing at us. I’m tired of feeling like a loser. We came to high school wanting things to be different. Right? So now we have that chance. I skip tonight, that’s all out the window. So I’m asking you guys, as a friend, just talk to Eddie. Get him to move Hellfire. Come to my game. Please.”
“Max, hey. Oh, no, I… I just wanted to give you this. A ticket to the game. I know you never want to go to my games, but this one is kind of a big deal. Yeah, I… I do. Maybe you should find something you care about too. Uh… you’re just… it’s… it’s like you’re not even here anymore. It’s… it’s like you’re a ghost or something. Max, I know something’s wrong. No. No, that… that’s not what I meant.”
Mike Wheeler
“Oh, shit. Shit! Okay, I have to fid my pants. Hellfire. I’ll try. Why? Yeah, I know, but– Jesus. How am I gonna survive a whole week without you guys?”
“You do realize El saved the world twice, right? Tonight? Why don’t you just talk to your coach and get him to move the game? Thank you, Dustin. Yeah, and the Tigers don’t. You’ve been on the bench all year. Has it ever occurred to you that we don’t want to be popular?”
“He’s always revved up. We’ll just act casual. Casual. Postpone. Uh, something like that. I… I don’t want to postpone it. We don’t want to postpone it. It’s just that, you know, most of the subs will be at the championship game. Yeah. No.”
“Nancy! Nancy, hey. Um, do you wanna join Hellfire tonight? Yes, but these aren’t your normal dice. They have up to 20 sides. That’s just bullshit media propaganda. I hate high school. Screw what? What? What? Dustin, where are you going? Come on, just talk to me. Tell me things! What are you talking about?”
Murray Bauman
“I have karate from 1:00 to 3:00 on Fridays. So let me see if I have this right. You received a doll in the mail. And it’s creepy. And you believe it’s from Russia, huh? Hmm. Sickle. Sounds like it came from Russia. I would be. Ah! Could be threat. After all, you did sabotage their U.S. operation and killed about two dozen comrades. If it’s the KGB, Joyce, and they wanna find out who you are, they will. Wait, can you undress her? The creepy doll. Can you remove her dress? What? Yeah! Okay, now, do you see anything taped to her? Wires or a bug or something? Cracked? Okay, okay. Uh, do you have rope and something heavy? Smashing. If that porcelain belly is pregnant with an explosive device, you will soon be thanking me. And remember, you are not lowering this bucket. You are… we want to make sure that we destroy that doll with as much force as possible. Joyce. Are you there? Talk to me! Joyce! Joyce! Joyce! Joyce! Joyce! Joyce! What happened? Do you see a bug? Anything with wires? Or anything that… that doesn’t look like the insides of a doll. Anything like that? Joyce! Joyce! Where’d you go? Where’d you go now? Why are you not answering me again? Joyce!”
Karen Wheeler
“Michael, I know you D&D club is tonight. I want you home no later than 9:00. No trying. You need to go to bed early. No buts. Nine or no California. Nine.”
Ted Wheeler
“Why don’t you call it the High School Dropout Club? It’s a 6:30 flight, Michael. And no sweetie pie. Remind me, when do they become reasonable human beings again?”
Jonathan Byers
“Damn it.”
“Clever. Yeah, yeah. I’m not moping. Really? Wow, wow, that’s clever. What? Nancy’s not ditching me. No. Dude, no, she’s not ditching me. She has to work. Nancy. Nancy does. Gross, dude. You don’t understand Nancy. …incredibly ambitious. She’s never done a single thing halfway in her life. If she takes on the editor of the school paper, she’s gonna make that the best paper that ever existed. That’s why I love her. Everything between us is…”
Will Byers
“El, it wasn’t that bad. I’m not lying. El. Come on.”
“Shit. El. El. Shit. El… I’m sorry. It’s gonna be okay. It’s… it’s not that bad. We’ll fix it together, okay? Okay? Shit.”
Argyle
“All right. Hold on to your butts, brochachos.”
“What do you think, Byers? I call it a weeder. You get it, man? Like a feeder? Weeder? Hey, where are you going, man? Look, I’m just trying to turn that frown upside down, man. Okay, come on, man. What, are you gonna be moping around all break or what? You’re moping. Mopey dick. Is this because your girl is ditching you? Oh, she’s coming now? Ah, so she’s ditching you. Who the hell works over spring break? …doesn’t make any sense, dude. Okay, let me sift through this mess. Nancy is the supposed love of your life. In fact, you’re so smitten that you have this grand plan to go to some fancy-schmancy college, AKA money pit, together? That doesn’t pass the smell test. In fact, it stinks to high heaven. Whoo! Look, you’re a good boy, okay? You’ve been a good boy, man. And I think it’s way past due you give that right hand of yours a vacation and get you some well-deserved hanky-panky. It’s natural.”
Nancy Wheeler
“Hell are you doing? It’s ten after. Thirty seconds or I’m leaving without you, okay? Thirty seconds. Mike! Let’s go.”
“Because. Because a lot of reasons. Um, do you mind if I take a crack at this, Candace? Why are you being so nosy? Okay, well, there’s no story here, if that’s what you’re after. His mom works, so he has to watch over his brother. On top of that, he’s not early decision like me, so he’s waiting on his acceptance letter, and he wants to be there when it comes. Which I totally get. Okay, first of all, Fred, I’m going to try to forget that you said any of that. It’s… he’s not like you. He’s caring and compassionate and… he’s so protective over the people that he loves. And he’ll never back down from what’s right, what’s moral. No matter the pressure, no matter the personal cost… that’s why I love him. Perfect.”
Eddie Munson
“‘Dungeons and Dragons, at first regarded as a harmless game of make-believe, now has both parents and psychologists concerned.’ ‘Studies have linked violent behavior to the game, saying it promotes satanic worship, ritual sacrifice, sodomy, suicide, and even… murder.'”
“We’re the freaks because we like to play a fantasy game. But as long as you’re into band or science… …or parties or a game where you toss balls into laundry baskets… it’s forced conforming. That’s what’s… …killing the kids! That’s the real monster. Shut up! You saying Sinclair’s been taken in by the dark side? Something like that? And rather than find a sub for him, you want… you want to postpone ‘The Cult of Vecna?’ Oh, it’s the championship game? Can I level with you? Jeff graduates this year. Gareth’s got, what? A year and a half? Me, I am army-crawling my way toward a D in Ms. O’Donnell’s. If I don’t blow her final, I’m gonna walk that stage next month, I’m gonna look Principal Higgins dead in the eye, I’m gonna flip him the bird, I’m gonna snatch that diploma. I’m gonna run like hell outta here. Yeah, yeah, and I was full of shit. This year’s different. This year is my year. I can feel it. ’86, baby. You know what that means? It means you boys are the future of Hellfire. I knew it the moment I saw you. You sat on that table right over there, looking like… looking like two little lost sheep. You are wearing a Weird Al T-shirt, which I thought was brave. Mike, you were wearing whatever shit your mommy bought you from goddamn Gap. And we showed you that school didn’t have to be the worst years of your lives, right? Okay, no, no. Well, I’m here to tell you that there are other little lost sheepies out there who need help. Who need you. And all you guys gotta do is get your Bo-Peeps on and go find one.”
“Whoa, hey, hey, hey. Sorry. Didn’t mean to scare you. You okay? There’s, uh… there’s nothing to worry about. Okay? No one ever comes out here. We’re safe. I promise. Oh, just like any other old sale, except, uh, cash only, and, uh, for obvious reasons, no receipts. I’ll do you a half ounce for, uh… 20. What do you say? Plenty of bang for your buck. Should last a while. Hey, uh, we don’t need to do this. Just give me the word and I’ll walk away. Okay? Um, you know, just… on a daily basis. I feel like I’m losing my mind right now doing a drug deal with Chrissy Cunningham, the queen of Hawkins High. You know, this isn’t the first time that we’ve, um… hung out. You don’t remember? I wouldn’t remember me either, Chrissy. Honestly, do I have stuff in my hair? You don’t remember me? Middle school, talent show. You were doing this cheer thing. You know, the… the thing you do. It was pretty cool, actually. And I… I was with my band. Corro– you do remember. I dunno. You’re a freak. Different? Yeah. Well, uh, my hair was buzzed, and I didn’t have these sweet old tatties yet. Uh-huh. Still do. Still do. You should come see us. Uh, we play at The Hideout on Tuesdays. It’s pretty cool. We… we actually get a crowd of about five drunks. It’s not exactly the Garden, but you gotta start somewhere, right? So… Mean and scary? Yeah, well, I actually kinda thought you’d be kinda mean and scary too. Terrifying. Uh, so, in other good news, flattery works with me, so… twenty-five percent discount for the half. Fifteen bucks. You’re robbing me blind here, you know.”
Chrissy Cunningham
“Yeah– yes, I’m… I’m fine. Please, just go away. Are you deaf? I said go away. Mom? Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away!”
“Hello? So, how does this work exactly? It’s not that. I don’t want you to go. It’s just… do you ever feel like you’re losing your mind? No? I’m sorry. I– that’s okay. I’m sorry. Corroded Coffin. Oh my God! Yes, of course. With a name like that, how could I forget? No, you just… you looked so– you played guitar, right? You know, you’re not what I thought you’d be like. Yeah. Me? Do you have anything maybe stronger?”
Fred Benson
“Maybe I’m missing something, but why can’t Jonathan come down here for break. Because why? Curious. You said there’s lots of reasons he’s not coming. Such as? Call if journalistic instinct. Okay. Um, I don’t. It just… and yet he’s so nervous about this acceptance letter, he doesn’t have time to visit desired girl in Hawkins? Eh, I’m still rooting for my alt.”
Suzie
“That’s a negative, Dustybun. ‘Tigers86.’ Copy that. Jiminy crickets, Dusty. I’m in. Just hold your horsies, Dustybun. Yeah, I see it. Yikes, Dusty. I will repent later.”
Dustin’s Mom
“What’s going on in there? You’re gonna be late.”
Hellfire Club 1
“Over my dead body.”
Hellfire Club 2
“Postpone? Can’t just drop this on us! Didn’t you say that last year?”
Hellfire Club 3
“And the year before?”
Hawkins High Wrestling
“So you fight with dice?”
Hawkins Student 2
“Mom says the game promotes Satanism and animal cruelty. 60 Minutes begs to differ.”
Hawkins Students
“No. No. No. No. No.”
Mrs. Ergenbright
“Mm-hmm. Oh, gosh. Oh, good point. Of… of course. Well, uh, remind me how much money… I can’t remember– oh, sure.”
Postman
“Nothing. Acceptance letters tend to come end of week to make you sweat. It’s coming, Mrs. Byers. Don’t you worry.”
Chrissy’s Mom
“You ready to try on the dress again? I loosened the back a little for you. Chrissy! Did you hear me? Open the goddamn door, Chrissy… …or I’m gonna gut you like the fat pig that you are. Did you hear me? Can you hear me? ‘The Devil has come to America.'”
Candace
“Um, go ahead. All yours.”
Neighbor Lady
“Come in, kids. Don’t stare. Mommy, what’s she doing?”
Cheerleaders
“Let’s go, Tigers! Let’s go, Tigers!”
Hawkins High Student 3
Does it bother you that, like, we might win a championship right after you graduated? No. No.”
Hawkins High
“Everyone now please rise for our national anthem. Singing for us tonight, we have a very special guest. All the way from Nashville, our very own Tammy Thompson!”
Tammy
“♪ O say, can you see ♪ By the dawn’s early light… ♪”
Hawkins High Band
“She sounds like Kermit. Sorry?”
Lenora Hills Teacher 2
“Nice job, Kate. Excellent work, Paul. Nice improvement. Very disappointing, Jane. Let’s talk after break.”
Lenora Hills Teacher
“That was wonderful, Angela. Truly wonderful. What an inspiring story. Okay. Now let’s see who has to follow that. Jane. Quiet, everyone. Lets be respectful. Uh, Angela, let’s save questions until the end of Jane’s presentation. Well, technically, you are correct, but Jane has decided to do her father. So, please, continue with your presentation, Jane.”
“Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey, what’s going on here? What’s going on? Jane? Jane. Did someone do this? All right, Angela. You come with me. Let’s go.”
Angela
“After learning to speak, she traveled the world to spread her message, and along the way, changed how the world perceived those like her with disabilities. And that is why I have chosen Helen Keller as my hero. Yeah. Sorry. I’m just, like, confused. I thought this was a presentation about a historical hero. Your local paper? I just don’t think that’s what Mrs. Gracey meant by historical. This is supposed to be about famous people. That’s not what I’m saying at all, but it’s okay. I am so sorry, Mrs. Gracey. I didn’t mean to interrupt. I just wanted clarity on the rules of the assignment.”
“Oh my God. I am so sorry. I hope Mr. Fibbly’s okay. Oh my God. Holy shit! What? Why? I didn’t do anything. Tell her, Jane. Tell her!”
Lenora Hills High Student
“More like diarrhea. What?”
“What the hell was that?”
Martin Brenner
“That’s your favorite, isn’t it? How are you feeling today? Are you up for some more lessons? Dr. Ellis. Okay. What do you see? Don’t force it. Let it come to you. Just like we practiced. Very good. Very good. All right. Now, let’s see… now what do you see? It’s supposed to be a dog. It does, doesn’t it? I never was much of an artist. All right. Let’s try something a little bit more challenging. Is that all right with you? I want you to find Dr. Ellis. Can you do that? Have you found her? What’s she doing? What kind of lessons? Can you hear what they’re saying? If you’ve lost the visual, just let it go. Try to reorient. Why are they screaming? Ten? Peter, Alec, what’s going on out there? What have you done? What have you done?”
Ten
“Okay. It’s… …a yellow circle. The sun. A… it looks like a cow. Yes. Lessons with six in his room. Six is trying to move a block. A red block. Something’s wrong. They’re screaming. Six and Dr. Ellis… dead. They’re both death.”
Doctor
“Afternoon, Dr. Brenner.”
Orderly
“Sir, we’ve got a situation.”
Hawkins High Counselor
“To the gym, everyone. Pep rally! Pep rally! Kyle, good to see you! Hey, Josh. To the gym, everyone. To the gym. Go support your Tigers! Go, Tigers! To the gym! Hi, Amber. Max! Max! Where were you yesterday? I’d like to see you today. Come straight after lunch, okay?”
“Can you remove your headphones, please? A C in English and a C-minus in Spanish. Well, that’s not normal for you. How’s your mom holding up? Is she still drinking? It must not be easy for you either with your stepdad gone. Better how? Are you sleeping better? No more headaches? Nightmares? Max? What you’ve been through, what you’re still going through, it’s a lot for anyone. And it’s okay to not be okay. But I can only help you if you’re truthful, if you open up to me.”
Hawkins High
“And let’s hear it for your Tigers!”
Jason Carver
“Good morning, Hawkins High! First off… hey. First off, I’d like to thank each and everyone one of you. Without your support, we wouldn’t be here. Give yourselves a big hand. And of course, of course, I have to give a special shout-out to the best and the prettiest fans of all time, the Tiger Cheer Squad. Chrissy… Chrissy, I love you, babe. You know… I think I can speak for all of us when I say it’s been a tough year for Hawkins. So much loss. And sometimes I wonder, ‘how much loss can one community take?’ In dark days like this, we need something to believe in. So, last night when we were down by ten points at half to Christian Academy, I looked at my team, and I said, ‘think of Jack.’ ‘Think of Melissa.’ ‘Think of Heather.’ ‘Think of Billy.’ ‘Think about our heroic police chief, Jim Hopper.’ ‘Think about every one of our friends who perished in that fire.’ ‘What did they die for?’ ‘For us to lose to some… some crap school?’ ‘For us to return home with our heads hung low in defeat?’ No! ‘No.’ ‘Let’s win this game.’ Let’s win this game for them.’ And that’s exactly what we did! We embarrassed those candy-asses in their own house, and now tonight, tonight, we’re gonna bring home the championship trophy! Let’s go!”
“You want something, freak? Prick.”
