"Oh, come on. Oh, you're kidding. I mean, that's sacrilegious, isn't it?"
"Don't look back!"
"Look, Dr. Lesh. We don't care about the disturbances. The pounding and the flashing... The screaming... The music... We just want you to find our little girl."
"Mmm… Smell that mimosa. We worked so hard for this. A thousand beautiful memories."
"Well, you'd better cut yourself a bouquet and take it with you, because we're not staying."
"So,… We're leavin' tonight for sure?"
"Yeah. Tell you What: If the kids get tired, let 'em conk out until I get back."
"How's Teague taking it?"
"You know, Teague: He won't take "Go to hell" for an answer."
"So,… What are you gonna do?"
"I'm gonna give him directions."
"Get in the car, Dana."
Carol Anne Feeling:
"Hello? What do you look like? Talk louder, I can't hear you! Hey, hello! Hello, I can't hear you! Five. Yes. Yes. I don't know. I don't know."
"This house is clean."
"I can smell her! She went through my soul!"
"You left the bodies and you only moved the headstones! You only moved the headstones! WHY?!!!"
Carol Anne Freeling: