Patient X: You again. You've interrupted me. Well... come in, Father Morning. Enter, knight. This time you're going to lose.
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Patient X: I have dreams... of a rose, and then of falling down a long flight of steps.
Patient X: You again. You've interrupted me. Well... come in, Father Morning. Enter, knight. This time you're going to lose.
Patient X: I kill at random... no motive... that's the fun.
Kinderman: It is NOT in the file! It's NOT!
Patient X: I still hear from her occasionally, screaming. I think the dead should shut up, unless there's something to say.
Father Paul Morning: You robber of life! You author of pain! You corruptor of justice, and innocence, and youth!
The Gemini Killer: Catatonics are so easy to possess...
The Gemini Killer: It's the smiles that keep us going. The bits of giggles and good cheer.
Kinderman: If you'll forgive me, I shall leave this mystical conversation, too much of asthetics, always gives me a headache.
Patient X: I have dreams... of a rose, and then of falling down a long flight of steps.
Patient X: I still hear from her occasionally, screaming. I think the dead should shut up, unless there's something to say.
Patient X: You again. You've interrupted me. Well... come in, Father Morning. Enter, knight. This time you're going to lose.
Father Paul Morning: You robber of life! You author of pain! You corruptor of justice, and innocence, and youth!
Kinderman: It is NOT in the file! It's NOT!
Patient X: I kill at random... no motive... that's the fun.
The Gemini Killer: It's the smiles that keep us going. The bits of giggles and good cheer.
The Gemini Killer: Catatonics are so easy to possess...
Kinderman: Damian.
Patient X: Now free me...
Kinderman: We're abandoned.
Kinderman: If you'll forgive me, I shall leave this mystical conversation, too much of asthetics, always gives me a headache.
Patient X: Take Me. Come into Me!
University President: Joey... What did you say that offended Tom Lowery? He's our biggest benefactor. Father Dyer: Oh, he is? University President: What did you say to him? Father Dyer: "Jesus loves you. Everyone else thinks you're an asshole."
The Gemini Killer: Well, there I was so awfully dead in that electric chair. I didn't like it. Would you? It's upsetting. There was still so much killing to do, and there I was, in the void, without a body. But then along came - well - my friend. You know. One of them. Those others over there. The cruel ones... the Master. He thought my work should continue. But in this body. This body in particular, in fact. Let's call it revenge. A certain matter of an exorcism, I think, in which your friend Father Karras expelled certain parties from the body of a child. Certain parties were not pleased, to say the least. The very least. And so, my friend, the Master, he devised this petty scheme as a way of getting back, of creating a stumbling block, a scandal, a horror to the eyes of all men seeking faith, using the body of this saintly priest as an instrument of, well, you know - my work. But the main thing is the torment of your friend Father Karras as he watches while I rip and cut and mutilate the innocent, his friends, and again, and again, on and on! He's inside with us! He'll never get away! His pain won't end! The Gemini Killer: Gracious me. Was I raving? Please forgive me. I'm mad.
Mrs. Clelia: My radio. Aren't you going to fix it? Nothing ever gets fixed round here. Just a whole bunch of pies and anchovies. Go away. I don't ever talk to strangers. Kinderman: I'm the radio repairman, Mrs. Clelia. Mrs. Clelia: Well then, fix it. Kinderman: What's wrong with it? Mrs. Clelia: Dead people talking. It's right here. Do you see it? Kinderman: Yes. I see it. Mrs. Clelia: I just knew you weren't really a radio repairman. That's a telephone I'm holding.
Kinderman: The whole world is a homicide victim, Father. Would a God who is good invent something like that? Plainly speaking, it's a lousy idea. It's not popular. It's not a winner. Father Dyer: There you go, Blaming God. Kinderman: Who should I blame? Phil Rizzuto? Father Dyer: You wouldn't want to live forever. Kinderman: Yes, I would. Father Dyer: No, you wouldn't. You'd get bored. Kinderman: I have hobbies. In the meantime, we have cancer and mongoloid babies and murderers, monsters prowling the planet, even prowling this neighborhood, Father... right now, while our children suffer... and our loved ones die, and your God goes waltzing blithely through the universe like some kind of cosmic Billie Burke. Father Dyer: Bill, it all works out right. Kinderman: When? Father Dyer: At the end of time. Kinderman: That soon? Father Dyer: No. We're going to be there. We're going to live forever, Bill. We're spirits. Kinderman: Oh, I would love to believe that.
Kinderman: Are you Damien Karras? Patient X: Aah, you haven't any medical records for him, have you? No tedious fingerprints?
Kinderman: You're reading Women's Wear Daily? Father Dyer: So, what, I'm supposed to give spiritual advice in a vacuum?
Kinderman: And the autopsy? Dr. Freedman: Tomorrow...? Kinderman: ... and tomorrow and tomorrow...
Patient X: Incidently, who is this Damien you mentioned? Kinderman: Don't you know him? Patient X: I know nothing! Except I must go on killing Daddy! I must shame him!
Kinderman: The Gemini is dead. The Gemini Killer: NO I AM NOT, I'M ALIVE. I GO ON, I BREATH. LOOK AT ME, LOOK AT ME. AND TELL ME WHAT YOU SEE.
Kinderman: And the autopsy? Dr. Temple: Tomorrow...? Kinderman: ... and tomorrow, and tomorrow...
The Gemini Killer: It's the smiles that keep us going, don't you think? The little giggles and bits of good cheer.
