- Clyde Parker: What are you doing, man?
- Gus Gilbert: [Mirroring Clyde's words and actions] I'm just fuckin' with ya'!
- Chase Matthews: [after he has shot Zowie the dog] What are you doing?
- Gus Gilbert: Well, I WAS building a doggy door.
- Gus Gilbert: Now I thought we were going to tone down on your flabby ass.
- Drew Gilbert: Hey, I'm so sorry I'm not the stud you are.
- [zipping up Clyde's corpse in a body bag]
- Gus Gilbert: Takin' you up the hill, Clyde-buddy. That's the way the Indians did it.
- Gus Gilbert: Drew buddy, You have the right to remain silent, I'll bash your head in, You have the right to an attorney, You won't need one because you'll be dead, Do you understand these rights Drew buddy? Or are you just too fucking stupid?
- Clyde Parker: [holding Jeff's cat] You ever seen a kitten run before?
- Jeff Matthews: Yeah.
- Clyde Parker: No, I mean REALLY run. Like this!
- [takes off]
- Drew Gilbert: Come on Clyde, just tell him where the cat is.
- Clyde Parker: I all ready told where the cat is, now SHUT UP DICK WAD... What? You gonna sic big bad old Gus on me?
- Gus Gilbert: Get your ass out here Drew Gilbert, front and center!
- Drew Gilbert: He is gonna kick my ass!
- Pathologist: [over the phone] Hello?
- Chase Matthews: Rudman, it's Matthews.
- Pathologist: Matthews, was it your idea of a joke to send me blood from a dead animal?
- Chase Matthews: I didn't get that.
- Pathologist: I said next time it might be a good idea, if you take a blood sample while the animal is still alive.
- Chase Matthews: Rudman can you just give me the lymphocyte count?
- Pathologist: It's normal. There's nothing here to indicate that the animal died from an immune deficiency.
- Chase Matthews: Died, died. There's some kind of mix-up here. This dog is alive.
- Pathologist: Not this dog. The cells are completely deteriorated. You took over for Yolander, right?
- Chase Matthews: Yeah. Why?
- Pathologist: Because the last person that sent me blood from a dead animal was Yolander.
- Chase Matthews: This is not blood from a dead animal, Rudman.
- [examining a taxidermy pug]
- Quentin Yolander: You would be so much more interesting with... blue eyes.
- [He takes out the eyes and puts in new ones there's a knock at his door]
- Quentin Yolander: State your business.
- Chase Matthews: Dr. Yolander, I'm Chase Matthews. I just took over your offices in Ludlow. I sent out a blood sample for analysis, and they told me that the blood was from a dead animal.
- Quentin Yolander: You might as well come in.
- [Chase enters]
- Quentin Yolander: Why are you bothering me with this? Can't you just let it be?
- Chase Matthews: The pathologist, he said that you had a similar incident with a cat.
- Quentin Yolander: The Creed cat. That's right. Bastard's name was... Church. Now let me guess. Your dog's tissue isn't healing, uh, pupils aren't dilating, maybe you can't find a heartbeat.
- Chase Matthews: Exactly. I thought it was some kind of blood condition, but I...
- Quentin Yolander: [chuckles] There's no blood condition. The dog isn't sick. It's dead... And so was Creed's cat. And so was his wife on the night she was killed for the second time. Now you want some advice, my friend? You get in your car, and you get the hell out of that town!
- Caretaker: I'm sorry to disturb you, Dr. Matthews, but I thought you might want to come over and have a look for yourself. It's the damndest thing.
- [His wife's grave is dug up with the body missing]
- Chase Matthews: Gus did this?
- Caretaker: Yes. He stuck around after the funeral, told me that he had an order to exhume your wife. Now I didn't think much about it until I saw him drag the body out of the coffin. He put your wife in his pickup, and then he drove off right through Amanda and Drew's headstones. I swear, this is the weirdest thing that's happened since Louis Creed dug up his boy.