- George: Nice place.
- Tom: A friend of mine did those paintings. He believes that corpses dream. Imagine that each work is the dream of a murdered child.
- George: [nervously laughs] I'm kind of stone.
- Tom: Poor kid. School hasn't done you much good, has it?
- George: Nope.
- Tom: But you don't need to know anything, do you? Your beauty is much more profound.
- George: Um... that's kind of a weird thing to say.