Beth: My son called out for me. He's alive, but you won't believe it, because you can't stand what you are, so you just run away from yourself, and you hate anybody like you, and you hurt anybody who cares for you.
Jane: That doesn't mean I'm psychic. It just means that you're gullible and desperate.
Deke: What is wrong with you that you treat people like that?
Jane: Oh, you should have seen me ten years ago.