Revisited

Officer Robert Harrison:
We learn from history that we learn nothing from history.

Kelly Abrams:
I had the weirdest dream last night. You know when you have one of those dreams that just sticks? And it just like, fades away when you forget to think about it...

Trisha:
[smiles] Oh... one of those dreams? I have those all the time.

Kelly Abrams:
Really?

Trisha:
Yeah there's this one where my High School teacher and I, Mr. Barnsby, right, we're in this room and he takes all his clothes off then puts me up on this chair...

Kelly Abrams:
[laughs] Trish! Not that kind of dream!

Trisha:
[under breath] The best part is the set-up anyway.

[Trisha and Harold are carrying in groceries]

Trisha:
Just put them over there, on the table.

Harold Moore:
[under breath] I'll put them in the dumpster if you don't watch your tone.

Trisha:
What was that?

Harold Moore:
No problem babe.

[Logan enters Kelly's house covered in blood]

Kelly Abrams:
[freaking out] Oh my God! Are you okay?

Logan Stave:
It's not my blood.

[Harold drinks a soda]

Trisha:
You know this is bad for you, it's like poison. Literally Harold; I read it in a magazine.

Harold Moore:
So I should stop drinking sugary beverages because a magazine which only exists to feed off of your insecurities...

Trisha:
[offended] Insecurities?

Harold Moore:
They only want you to hate soda because they really want you tohate yourself. It's called marketing babe. Welcome to America, home of the carefully re-packaged lie.

Trisha:
It's always a conspiracy theory with you isn't it Haorld.

Harold Moore:
We're not going to live forever. You've got to take a stand Trish.

[Harold is passed out on the couch, snoring very loudly]

Logan Stave:
There is nothing subtle about that snore.

[Harrison discovers Charlie's uncut birthday cake]

Paula Harrison:
He didn't want to cut it without you.

[Harrison ignores her and goes about making food]

Paula Harrison:
Robert, he's a thirteen year old boy for God's sake.

Officer Robert Harrison:
[furious] What do you want from me Paula?

Paula Harrison:
I want yo to be here. If not for me anymore... then at least for Charlie.

Officer Robert Harrison:
I'm protecting.

Paula Harrison:
You're running. You come home to be fed like some stray. Admit you're wrong.

[Harrison storms out]

Paula Harrison:
[under breath] Please.

[Harold trips and spills his beer on Kelly]

Harold Moore:
Jeez! You spilled my beer! You were suppose to catch that.

Ashley:
Have you ever wondered what a woman is thinking when she looks at you from afar?

Logan Stave:
Are you a lesbian or something?

[Ashley has cooked Logan breakfast]

Logan Stave:
Did I forget something? Is it your birthday or anniversary?

Ashley:
No silly. It's love.

Logan Stave:
I wonder what he saw. Has Trisha said anything yet?

Kelly Abrams:
No and it's too soon.

Logan Stave:
She has got to tell us sometime. I mean sh*t like that doesn't just happen.

Kelly Abrams:
Look, she's in the grieving process alright? It's gonna take her some time, she's even moving out of here. She doesn't even want to live here anymore.

Logan Stave:
Well I'm sorry, but weird sh*t has been happening to me. What if it's related?

Kelly Abrams:
So now you're taking on Harold's conspiracy theories huh? Please Logan.

Jacqueline:
Don't let this happen to you Charlie. It was an accident. He fell... it was an accident.

Logan Stave:
Are you waiting for someone?

Ashley:
[giggles] You always get here eventually.

Officer Jonah:
It's none of my business but the truth is, I'm here to warn you. Someone else has died here.

[Logan drinks Farley's last beer]

Farley:
I know you said we were going to drink together sometime, but I didn't know that meant you were just going to drink all the beer.

Jacqueline:
I'm sorry. I tried to stop it. We all did.

Mr. Hibbard:
Sometimes you learn from history, things you don't want to know. I think death is something that should not be revisited.

Charlie Harrison:
What do you want from me?

Jacqueline:
Stay. Come play with me...

[Charlie runs away. Jacqueline chases after him]

Jacqueline:
Charlie! Please stay. It'll be safer!