Amy Pease: [reading a tombstone] "As you are, so I was. As I am, so will you be." Nice thoughts.
Amy Pease: What is that?... A bone?
Pam: [looking wistful] Mon Petit Rouge.
Amy Pease: ...What?
Pam: Mon Petit Rouge!
Amy Pease: [With nervous laughter] What is happening to you?
Pam: [Holds up the bone, a human finger bone, and smiles] It's a gift from the fox. He leaves me PRESENTS!
Amy Pease: Very nice, now... let's go.
[takes the bone and drops it back on the ground]
Giles: Hello... Dora. I was wonderin' when you'd get around to yer chores.
Pam: I've come to feed the hounds.
Giles: [scolding] You should have fed them while they were ALIVEEEEE!
Pam: ...I couldn't get back until now.
Giles: I was all torn up when you died. Oh, my little Dora...
Amy Pease: She is NOT Dora!
Giles: [angrily] When I found them, they were nearly STARVED! They leapt at me! I couldn't keep 'em down! I... I got away, but... my HEART! MY HEART!
Pam: I'm so sorry, Giles!
Giles: [Shuffling towards the two girls] WHY DIDN'T YA FEED THE HOUNDS?
Amy Pease: This is feeble! Don't you do anything around here except play games? What are we gonna do next, Death Row, shuck some corn?
Pam: Come on, humor me.
Pam: [Holding a Oiuja Board] Mom says that she and Aunt Dora used to do this when they were kids.
Amy Pease: [the board's pointer starts moving in a circle] You're doing this, right?
[the board's pointer begins moving to various letters]
Pam: L... E... T... M... E... O... U... T!
Amy Pease: ...Late Mout?
Pam: No... no, it's spelled 'Let me out!'
Amy Pease: Let me out?... Maybe it's that rodent calling from Aunt Dora's box!