“Are you sure it’s not one of the ghosts you see eyeballing you? (Tate)No. They’re never this subtle. They usually pop in, like ‘yo, she-bitch, do my bidding.’ This…this is something else. (Simone)”

“Want a closer look? (Tate)Like a screwdriver through my eye socket. Sure, let’s have a look-see. (Simone)Ooo, welcome back, Ms. Snark. I’ve missed you. (Tate)”

“It’s weird like, you can see the cruelest part of the world. The cruelest part. But then on the other side you see the most beautiful part, do you know? And it’s like you go from one extreme to the next and they’re both worth it, because you wouldn’t see one without the other. But that cruel part, is damn cruel and you’ll never forget it. But that heaven…is heaven.”

“But for the last couple of weeks I’ve had this bizarre sensation that something is watching me. (Simone)You mean someONE, right? (Tate)I know it sounds crazy – (Simone)I just had a body walk off the table mid-autopsy and you think your story is nuts? (Tate)”

“If you look deeply into my eyes, you will see my eyeballs.”

“One thing you'll learn as you get older, Simon, is that when people tell you something unpleasant about themselves, it's usually true.”