Cindy:
Beautiful day outside, isn't it? Nothing like good old southern California for lots of sunshine!

Carla Moran:
I was raped.

Carla Moran:
Your Heylu is burning.

Carla Moran:
All right. All right, bastard. I've finished running. So do what you want. Take your time - buddy. Take your time. Really, I'm thankful for the, uh... rest. I'm so... tired of being scared. So it's all right, it really is, it's all right. You can, uh, do anything you want to me, you can, uh, torture me, kill me, anything. But you can't have me. You cannot touch me.

Carla Moran:
That's mine.