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Aidan: I made him, Josh. He's my son.
Josh: Did you make him without skin?!

Nora: I woke up naked, in a pile of leaves with a squirrel in my mouth, so I think I'm going to need a bit more.

Rebecca: Give up on us. There is too much blood under the bridge, and now it's just too late.

Sally: And I want you to know that you're wrong about me. I'm not special.
Reaper: What are you then?
Sally: I'm miserable.