Nick Castle: Holy shit.
Elizabeth Williams: Let's go back home.
Nick Castle: And have some crazy sex?
Stevie Wayne: Now, what kind of fog moves against the wind?
Father Malone: We're the children of murderers. All of us. Wayne, Castle, Williams, Malone.
Kathy Williams: But we haven't done anything.
Spooner: Yeah, keep my father out of this. We from Chicago.
Father Malone: So now you know.
Elizabeth Williams: That our forefathers murdered every man, woman and child on the Elizabeth Dane? And this town was built on nothing but lies?
Father Malone: And now they've come for revenge.
