Would you like me to stay here with you a little longer?

Remember that old shotgun you always liked?

Oh, you saw something, all right, or rather, someone... the murderer.

Why don't you go ahead? It can't be much fun poking along with an old fellow like me.

Aw, poor me. Can I get you a refill?

Just like you did when you trained him to help you to murder Trish.

It seems like you brought everything but the helicopter.

[Boswell] Let me tell you something, Spencer.

Uh, excuse me. You looking for something?

Like I told you, just some crickets. And a night bird calling.

The maples are turning, and it's so... Jessica, please don't treat me like a mental patient.

How do you do? Abby's told me a lot about you, Mrs. Fletcher.

[Chuckles] Careful, Denton. They warned me about you.

Ah, you already asked me that once, ma'am.

Well, laugh all you like, but your aunt desperately needs treatment.

Here, Will, let me help you to fold that.

Could you show me the way to Morgana's room?

Oh, isn't she wonderful? She expects an old fellow like me to start an orgy right away!

Say, uh, you sure you don't want me to take you on up to the gate?

Jessica, you weren't in there when they practically accused me...