[Eli is trying to teach John how to milk a cow.]
Eli Lapp: You've never had your hands on a teat before?
John Book: Not one this big.
[Woman tourist wants to take a picture of John Book].
John Book: Lady, you take my picture with the thing, I'll rip your brassiere off, and strangle you with it.
Rachel Lapp: Are you enjoying your reading?
John Book: Oh yeah. I'm learning a lot about manure. Very interesting.
Daniel Hochleitner: Your hole, it is better now?
John Book: Yeah, it's pretty much healed.
Daniel Hochleitner: Good. Then you can go home.
Det. 'Fergie': What you doing, man?
Det. Lt. James McFee: Washing my hands, man.
Daniel Hochleitner: You are the Yankee they talk about?
John Book: I thought I was the English.
Rachel Lapp: You said we'd be safe in Philadelphia.
John Book: Well I was wrong.
Rachel Lapp: He's leaving, isn't he?
Eli Lapp: Tomorrow morning. He'll need his city clothes.
Rachel Lapp: But why? What does he have to go back to?
Eli Lapp: He's going back to his world, where he belongs. He knows it, and you know it, too.
Daniel Hochleitner: They say you are a carpenter.
John Book: Yeah. Well, it's been a while.
Daniel Hochleitner: Well, we can always use a good one.
Rachel Lapp: We're all very happy that you're going to live, John Book. We didn't know what we would do with you if you'd died.
