Stir of Echoes
Frank McCarthy: They were going to kill you in cold blood. I couldn't let that happen. Not here. This is a decent neighborhood!
Tom Witzky: I never wanted to be famous. I just never expected to be so... Maggie Witzky: What? Tom Witzky: I don't know, ordinary.
Lisa: It doesn't surprise me that there's another woman. Of course, the fact that she's dead gives one pause.
Maggie Witzky: Look what I'm not cleaning up.
Sheila: (to her husband after he stares at a group of girls) Why don't you just lick 'em when they walk by?
Jake Witzky: Does it hurt to be dead?
Lisa: So, she's six weeks pregnant. That means the baby's due in... April, May... June. Gemini. That's cool. Einstein was a Gemini. So's that Scottish gal from Garbage. Tom Witzky: Will you go help Jake with his pajamas? Lisa: If she's late... Tom Witzky: Lisa, I swear to God, start with the Dionne Warwick stuff and I'll throw you out of the fuckin' window, so please help him with the pajamas. Lisa: Love you, too, Tom.
Maggie Witzky: She's a witch. She took one look at me and guessed. Well, say something. Tom Witzky: Bummer. Maggie Witzky: Something else.
Tom: I'm supposed to dig.
Jake Witzky: Don't be afraid of it, Daddy.
Maggie Witzky: WHY ARE YOU DIGGING?