“You're a zombie. If you're not missing body parts, you're doing it wrong!”

“Besides, if you're sick, I'm on life support. As wrong as that joke is.”

“You're about the stupidest thing on two legs.”

“You're...very resilient, for someone who's dead." Her voice was a little steadier."And I think you're far stronger than any of us were prepared to give you credit for." I kept shooting my mouth off like an idiot, telling her things I'd been ordered not to, and she kept going with it. I was impressed, honestly.”

“Miss Dearly, please understand! You're in danger! I'm here to help you..your father would want me to help you!"This was such a ridiculous statement that I unthinkingly ceased my efforts to free myself,if only for a second."My father is dead! Unless you've come from the hereafter,I'm pretty sure you've no idea what he wants!”

“Geez, woman, you're gonna dislocate my jaw.""Well, don't do that in public, you brute!""Wow." Renfield adjusted his glasses. He was sitting across the table from them with a book. "I feel so privileged, being an audience to this-""Shut up, Ren," the other two said simultaneously.”

“Miss Dearly: I'll be outside, if you don't want to open the door. But when you're ready, I'd like to play a game with you. Ask me any question you like, and I'll answer truthfully. If the answer makes you feel a little safer, reward me by undoing one of the locks. I play to get my room back, you play for the confidence to be able to leave it.Oh, by the way: Could you wind my alarm clock?-Captain Abraham Griswold”