Eleanor Lance: Can’t you feel it? It’s alive… watching.
Peter Sandza: Ask Childress if all this was worth his arm.
Bob Eggleston: What? Did you do something to his arm, Peter?
Peter Sandza: I killed it. With a machine gun.
Miles: It was only the wind, my dear.
Roman Castevet: To 1966! The year One.
Sarah: Suzy, do you know anything about…witches?