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: I never wanted to be famous. I just never expected to be so... Maggie Witzky
: What? Tom Witzky
: I don't know, ordinary.
: Look what I'm not cleaning up.
: She's a witch. She took one look at me and guessed. Well, say something. Tom Witzky
: Bummer. Maggie Witzky
: Something else.
: WHY ARE YOU DIGGING?
: Animal. Tom Witzky
: What'd I do this time? Lisa
: Should I tell him? Maggie Witzky
: If you wanna die! Lisa
: Well, your beer-addled sperm still works. Maggie Witzky
: LISA? Lisa
: You impregnated my sister again. Maggie Witzky
: BITCH! Lisa
: I thought you wanted me to tell him. Maggie Witzky
: Why, because I said don't?
: I didn't marry you 'cause you were going to be famous. I liked the way your ass looked in jeans.
Neil the Cop
: Boy's got the eyes on him, doesn't he? X-ray. Not you, though. Possibly daddy. Maggie Witzky
: [numbly nodding agreement
] Neil the Cop
: They're not the only ones.
Neil the Cop
: It comes and goes. Some people have it for five seconds. Some their whole lives. He's a receiver now. Everything's coming in. He can't stop it, he can't slow it down, he can't even figure it out. It's like he's in a tunnel with a flashlight. But the light only comes on every once in a while. He gets a glimpse of something, but not enough to know what it is. Just enough to know it's there. Maggie Witzky
: Jake, too? Neil the Cop
: Your son? Much better flashlight.
: Why are you doing this? Tom Witzky
: Water softens up the dirt.