“I think...she said finally, "that all of us have got our ghosts.”

“Listen,” she said. “I may not bewhat you want right now, but I’m all you’ve got.”

“ How are you going to know who I am, she finally said, if I dont look like me?”

“That's a little unrealistic, don't you think?So was the Final Solution, but it got pretty far, Leo points out.”

“Oh,that's right. You're a...what did you call it? Ah, a ghost hunter. You don't have to see things to believe them."Adam's gaze locked onto the persecutor's. "Maybe you've got that backward," he said. "Maybe it's just that I believe things you cant see.”

“You have everything," she said slowly, as if she were explaining the order of the world to a small child. "A family, a great job, a lot of people who look up to you. You've got a place to go home to." She smiled a little. "So go.”

“I wonder if you've got a minute."I have many minutes, all of them used toward a common purpose.”