Beetlejuice1988

Lydia:
Are you the guys hiding out in the attic?

Adam:
We're ghosts!

Lydia:
What do you look like under there?

Adam:
Aren't you scared?

Lydia:
I'm not scared of sheets. Are you gross under there? Are you Night of the Living Dead under there? Like all bloody veins and pus?

Adam:
Night of the what?

Lydia:
Living Dead. It's a movie.

Barbara:
You know, if I had seen a ghost at your age I would have been scared out of my wits.

Adam:
You can see us without the sheets?

Lydia:
Of course I can see you.

Adam:
Well, how is it you see us and nobody else can?

Lydia:
Well, I've read through that handbook for the recently deceased. It says: 'live people ignore the strange and unusual. I, myself, am strange and unusual.

Barbara:
You look like a regular girl to me.

Adam:
You've read our book?

Lydia:
Yeah.

Adam:
You can follow it?

Lydia:
Yeah. Why were you guys creeping around in Delia's bedroom?

Adam:
We were trying to scare your mother.

Lydia:
Stepmother. Anyway, you can't scare her. She's sleeping with Prince Valium tonight.