Octavia Tarrant:
We die the same way we're born.
Annie Tarrant:
Alone?
Octavia Tarrant:
Naked, blind, and covered with shit.
Phillip Purcell:
I believe in the myth, but in the fact - flesh and blood - I'm afraid not.
Ethan Tarrant:
You're next, Purcell! Groin to gullet!
Octavia Tarrant:
I'd like a winter funeral.
Matthew Ellis:
He lives in the mirror - that's how he gets you.
Honore Thibideaux:
Break the mirror, break the curse.
Candyman:
I am the writing on the wall, the whisper in the classroom.
Candyman:
Swallow your horror and let it nourish you - come with me and sing the song of misery - share my world!复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
