The Maxx

The Maxx:
Funny, but I keep seeing that doll she made of Mr. Gone... beheaded! That must mean something. The things that could be under my mask.

Julie:
Look, Maxx, that freak nearly killed us. And just because you imagine you have a rabbit's head in the Outback is certainly no reason to fear you might actually have one here. It's so classic, Maxx. You see yourself as some jungle avenger because in your in real life you're powerless. And I can't blame you. We all need some place to go away to; some place we can be who we should have been instead of who we are; some safe place where we can escape reality. Hide. I know there are things to hide from.

The Maxx:
My mask. I can feel it crawling... .

Julie:
Shush.

The Maxx:
Please! Make it stop!

Julie:
Just rest now. It's okay. It's okay.