“Mac knocks on the door. After he updates Spider, he asks, “Do you have your weapon with you?”“Yes, it’s like my American Express card. I never leave home without it.” Mac hears Spider lock and load the weapon. Reassured that Spider is going to be all right, he walks out the front door.”

“Deb shoots Deano a hard look and grits her teeth so hard she snaps the end of her cigar which flies out the window.Mac orders, “Deb, stop!”Deb says, “It’s just a scratch. I’ll worry about it later.”

“It’s my spider, Jeffrey. He’s a tarantula.” “Yes, he certainly seems to be.” “He’s my pet.” “Better you than me. I’m not overly fond of spiders. Too many legs.” “No,” Ernie said simply, “he’s got the right number.”

“The spider literally looks into my eyes and sends me spider telepathy. He says, I'm going to have shiny, gorgeous hair when I kill you.”

“This sucks. You didn’t have to take chemistry or government or anything. And that is so unfair that she’s letting you take art.”“It’s because I’m cute.”“It’s because you brainwashed her.”“Jealous?” he asked, waving his schedule back and forth in front of my face.Like I was going to fall for that. “No.”“Liar.”Totally. But I’d never admit it.”

“I'm not afraid of spiders; I've had worse in my bed.”

“Ain't I been trying to tell you that you can't be holding grudges against people? Didn't you hear me say that? What do you think Jesus is gonna say if we come walking up to those pearly gates carrying a whole sackful of grievances and grudges on our backs? Jesus is gonna ask, What's that you toting on your back? Do you want to be opening that sack and showing Him all those ugly thing? He's dressed all in white and shining like the sun, and you're coming in with a load a hate in your your arms? Umm hmm. I can't imagine doing that.”