"This is new, for the both of us. So I'm gonna be as simple and clear as I can: you're not friends with Alice Dainard. And by "no," I don't mean maybe, and I don't mean yes. I mean "no." I've known Louis Dainard for a lot of years, he's been nothing but trouble. Your mother used to say that he's not such a bad guy. That he needed a second chance, that he's just sad. Well, I tried to be good to him, and I can't. Not anymore. I will not allow him or his daughter in this house. I will not allow you to spend time with her, doing projects, or whatever it is that you do. That's it. I hope we're clear on that."

"I can't believe we're breaking into the school. Who does that? Nobody does that. Idiots do that."

"It just wants to go home! It's been locked up and hungry and terrified for years! When it touched me, I knew!"

"He drank that morning, my Dad. He missed his shift. Your mom took it for him, the day of the accident. He... He, um... He-- He wishes... I know he wishes it was him instead of her. Sometimes, I do, too."

"I know bad things happen. Bad things happen. But you can still live. You can still live."

"We understand! But not everyone's horri--!"

"It's so weird, watching her like this. Like she's still here. She used to look at me this way -- like, really look. And I just knew that I was there. That I existed."