Catharine Deane:
Do you believe there is a part of yourself, deep inside in your mind, with things you don't want other people to see? During a session when I'm inside, I get to see those things.
Carl Stargher:
And what world do you live in?
Carl Stargher:
Where do you come from?
Carl Stargher:
You can not kill me.
Miriam:
Did we go sailing?
Catharine Deane:
Almost! Mocky-Lock showed up.
Miriam:
[
saying a nursery rhyme] Mocky-Lock is the boogeyman, Mocky-Lock wants me where I am!
Catharine Deane:
Mocky-Lock is a pain in the ass.
Catharine Deane:
Hey you.
[
pets young Carl's horse]
Catharine Deane:
You know, I know another little boy who has a horse. His name's Edward. The boy, not the horse.
Carl Stargher:
Mares eat oats, and does eat oats, and little lambs eat ivy. A kid'll eat ivy, too... wouldn't you?
Carl Stargher:
Why are you here... don't lie.
Catharine Deane:
I came to help you.
Carl Stargher:
Bitch, whore...
Catharine Deane:
You sound like your father.
Carl Stargher:
[
in a monster's voice] HE WAS NOTHING, HE IS NOTHING!
Carl Stargher:
Me-god boy! Boy me-god!
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