- Annie: I never wanted to be your mother.
- Peter: Why?
- Annie: I was scared. I didn't feel like a mother. But she pressured me.
- Peter: Then why did you have me?
- Annie: It wasn't my fault! I tried to stop it.
- Peter: How?
- Annie: I tried to have a miscarriage.
- Peter: How?
- Annie: However I could. I did everything they told me not to do, but it didn't work. I'm happy it didn't work.
- Peter: You tried to kill me.
- Annie: No, I love you!
- Peter: [crying] Why did you try to kill me?
- Annie: I didn't! I was trying to save you!
- Peter: You okay, Mom?
- Annie: What?
- Peter: Is there something on your mind?
- Annie: Is there something on *your* mind?
- Peter: Just seems like there... might be something you... wanna say.
- Steve: Peter.
- Annie: Like what? I mean, why would I wanna say something so I can watch you sneer at me?
- Peter: Sneer at you? I don't ever sneer at you.
- Annie: Oh, sweetie, you don't have to. You get your point across.
- Peter: Okay, so, fine, then say what you wanna say, then.
- Steve: Peter.
- Annie: I don't wanna say anything. I've tried saying...
- Peter: Okay, so try again. Release yourself.
- Annie: Oh, release you, you mean?
- Peter: Yeah, fine, release me, just say it! Just fucking say it!
- Annie: DON'T you swear at me, you little shit! Don't you EVER raise your voice at me! I am your mother! You understand? All I do is worry and slave and defend you, and all I get back is that fucking face on your face! So full of disdain and resentment and always so annoyed! Well, now your sister is dead! And I know you miss her and I know it was an accident and I know you're in pain and I wish could take that away for you. I WISH I could shield you from the knowledge that you did what you did, but you're sister is dead! She's gone forever! And what a waste... if it could've maybe brought us together, or something, if you could've just said "I'm sorry" or faced up to what happened, maybe then we could do something with this, but you can't take responsibility for anything! So, now I can't accept. And I can't forgive. Because... because NOBODY admits anything they've done!
- [last lines]
- Joan: Oh, hey, hey, hey. It's alright. Charlie, you're alright, now. You... are Paimon. One of the eight kings of Hell. We have looked to the northwest and called you in. We've collected your first female body and give you now this healthy male host. We reject the trinity and pray devoutly to you, Great Paimon. Give us your knowledge of all secret things, bring us honor, wealth, and good familiars. Bind all men to our will as we have bound ourselves for now and ever to yours. Hail, Paimon!
- Worshippers: Hail, Paimon! Hail, Paimon! Hail!
- Annie: It's heartening to see so many strange, new faces here today. I know my mom would be very touched, and probably a little suspicious.
- Annie: My name is Annie. My mom died a week ago. So I'm just here for... trying it. I have a lot of resistance to things like this, but I came to these a couple of years ago. Well, I was forced to come and I guess it, um... I guess it helped. So, um... My mom was old, and she wasn't all together there at the end. And we were pretty much estranged before that, so it really wasn't a huge blow. But I did... love her. And she didn't have an easy life. She had DID which became extreme at the end. And dementia. And my father died when I was a baby from starvation, um... because he had psychotic depression and he starved himself, which I'm sure was just as pleasant as it sounds. And then there's my brother. My older brother had schizophrenia, and when he was 16, he hanged himself in my mother's bedroom and of course his suicide note blamed her, accusing her of putting people inside him. So... that was my mom's life... .And then she lived in our house at the end, before hospice. We weren't even talking before that. I mean, we were, and then we weren't. And then we were. She's completely manipulative. Until my husband finally enforced a no-contact rule. Which lasted until I got pregnant with my daughter. I didn't let her anywhere near me when I had my first, my son, which is why I gave her my daughter, who she immediately stabbed her hooks into. And I just... I felt guilty again. I felt guilty again. When she got sick, not that she was really even my mom at the end, and not that she would ever feel guilty about anything. And I just don't want to put any more stress on my family. I'm not even really sure if they could... could give me that support. And I just... I just feel like... I just sometimes feel like it's all ruined. And then I realize that I am to blame. Or not that I'm to blame, but I am blamed!
- [deleted scene]
- Steve: You know, Annie, you can always build a shrine to all the terrible things in the world, but it doesn't mean that you have to destroy anything that is good.