Lisa: It's like mom's pancakes. Every morning she makes them for breakfast. And you're always trying to fix the car, which for some mysterious reason has always stopped running. Then Mac & Cheese for lunch. Then we have meatloaf for dinner. Every night. At 8:00 we watch Murder She Wrote. We go to bed, wake up tomorrow, and do exact same thing.
Bruce: Well you have school tomorrow, and I have work, so...
Lisa: There is no school. There is no work.
Carol: Then what about your birthday, that's not tomorrow either?
Lisa: No. It never comes. It's always the day before I turn 16. It's pretty frustrating.
Pale Man: They only see what I let them see, Lisa. And so do you.