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- [Jim, Megan, and Michael are in the carriage riding past all the ghosts in the graveyard]
- Michael: Dad?
- Jim: Yeah, son?
- Michael: I see dead people.
- [last lines]
- Madame Leota: Angels in Heaven, together at last. The tale is well ended for those who have passed. Love endures all, no reason, no rhyme. It lasts forever and forever all the time.
- Megan: Mom, Leota won't shut up.
- Michael: Are we there yet?
- Megan: I'm getting pretty hungry.
- Michael: Can we stop for some pizza?
- Jim: Hey, how long before we get there, Sara?
- Sara Evers: Twenty minutes, tops.
- Jim: Nothing takes twenty minutes.
- Megan: [about the inside of Gracey Manor] Smells like Grandma's house.
- Michael: Worse, it smells like Grandma.
- [while looking at a magazine in Michael's room]
- Jim: Hey, this is my Sports Illustrated swimsuit edition. What are you doing with it?
- Michael: [shrugs] I don't know.
- Jim: [sarcastically] Oh, yeah, sure.
- [Michael runs out of his bedroom screaming]
- Michael: There's a spider in my room!
- Jim: There's a what?
- Michael: There's a spider in my room! He's on the window!
- Jim: Well, why don't you kill it, man?
- [pause]
- Michael: That's a big spider!
- Michael: [of the spider] I don't wanna whack it, Dad!
