American Gothic

Merlyn: So, what did you do to him? Lucas: Who Ray? I left him down by your grave. Crying like a baby. Merlyn: Go ahead, come on. It's your big chance... murder me again, Lucas. Such tenderness... a mercy killing. Isn't that what you told your deputy? Lucas: You'd had a miserable life. Merlyn: Oh, I know I did. But I'm not going to let you ruin that for me again. Lucas: You don't understand me Merli-ann, I'm not going to hurt you. I want you to live. You deserve it. This could be the first day of the rest of your life.

Caleb: Don't you like it where you are? Merlyn: It's okay. Caleb: Well, what's it like? Merlyn: You'll find out someday. Caleb: No tell me, Merli. Tell me. Merlyn: It's kinda like you're underwater and you can't touch anything. There's no pain, but there's no feeling either. You just float through everything. Caleb: Merli? Merlyn: I wanna hold something! I wanna be held!

Merlyn: It's not fair! Caleb: What's not fair? Merlyn: How only some people get to be happy. Caleb: That's just the way it is. Merlyn: Well it shouldn't be!