- Lindsay Finch: Don't you understand? I said, I'm not going.
- Fred McSweeney: I believe I do understand. I recognised you from the Baxter funeral on the seventh. I couldn't help but notice your affection for the deceased.
- Lindsay Finch: You must be mistaken. I know no one named Baxter. Please, I don't want to be rude...
- Fred McSweeney: The word is, necrophilia. Turn on your lights and follow that car.
- [they drive off]
- Fred McSweeney: You're upset. Don't be. We're quite normal people, just with different passions. Our drives and needs aren't understood by many people, so we have to keep them secret. You're not alone. In our group we have several members who... who participate.