Maureen Whitman:
It's as though we're all seeds of evil.

Roderick:
Winter's coming in and the wolves coming with it.

Lord Edward Whitman:
Oona. Of course. Once I showed her mercy. I should have killed her.... Burke. I don't care how you do it - bring Oona to me.

Magge:
I sent nightmare cats to plague the Whitmans.

Harry Whitman:
Look, Father, an open tomb. Let's see what's inside.

Father Tom:
What, and whom.

Lord Edward Whitman:
Light. Light. Sean. Burke. I want this house to shine as bright as noon.

Mickey:
It says, "Born by fire, dies by fire." What it means, don't ask me. It don't even rhyme.