Cindy:
Beautiful day outside, isn't it? Nothing like good old southern California for lots of sunshine!
Carla Moran:
I was raped.
Carla Moran:
Your Heylu is burning.
The Entity:
Welcome home, cunt.
Carla Moran:
I mean I'd rather be dead than living the way I've been living. Do you understand that?
Phil Sneiderman:
Yes, I can understand that. Yes. I also understand that I care very much what happens to you. Very much. And I know that in your heart you know the difference between reality and fantasy. Carla, look at me, Carla - our reason, our intelligence:That's the only thing that distinguishes us between any other species of animal, Carla - I care about you! Carla, don't close yourself off now. It's real important, real important that you maintain contact with at least one person that really cares about you.
Carla Moran:
I don't know what you're saying.
Phil Sneiderman:
I'll tell you what I am saying! That you and I can make that contact.
Carla Moran:
[
softly] I don't want to make that contact.
Carla Moran:
All right. All right, bastard. I've finished running. So do what you want. Take your time - buddy. Take your time. Really, I'm thankful for the, uh... rest. I'm so... tired of being scared. So it's all right, it really is, it's all right. You can, uh, do anything you want to me, you can, uh, torture me, kill me, anything. But you can't have me. You cannot touch me.
[
pause]
Carla Moran:
That's mine.
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