Dead Silence

Children's Rhyme:
Beware the stare of Mary Shaw / She had no children only dolls / And if you see her in your dreams / Be sure to never ever scream/ Or she'll tear your tongue out at the seam/

[last lines]

Ella Ashen:
Now [brief pause] who's the dummy?

Det. Jim Lipton:
[to Jamie] If you say I told you so, I'll shoot you.

Jamie Ashen:
Remember: whatever happens, don't scream.

Jamie Ashen:
What do you want me to tell you!

Det. Jim Lipton:
Something less perplexing than a ghost story.

Det. Jim Lipton:
[walks up to Jamie] Can you help me with a missing persons case? I'm looking for a male. [points to Jamies Head] Bout this tall. Sometimes seen with a hand up his ass.

Jamie Ashen:
I promised to make you dinner, right?

Lisa Ashen:
Yeah.

Jamie Ashen:
Well, I'm making you a gourmet dinner. Trust me. It'll be worth the wait.

Lisa Ashen:
Surrender. Hmm. Surrender to the wonders of take-out.

Jamie Ashen:
Oh. I knew this was coming.

Det. Jim Lipton:
[to Jaime, after Jaime pushes him down] Jaime! You don't want to make me chase you!

Det. Jim Lipton:
[after Jaime drives away, heads to his car] I don't even have a full tank of gas!

[first title card]

Title Card:
In the 6th Century B.C. it was believed that the spirits of the dead would speak through the stomach region of the living.

Lisa Ashen:
[to Doll] If you scare Jamie I'll give you 7 minutes in heaven with my Barbie.

Det. Jim Lipton:
You know, Jamie, you really are forcing me to use the word 'perplexed' an awful lot, lately.

[about Mary Shaw]

Henry Walker:
Ever since she was buried, Raven's Fair has been plagued by death. Families murdered. They were found without their tongues.

Jamie Ashen:
Who would've dug up a dummy and sent it to me?

Henry Walker:
I don't know! No one from this town dares speak Mary Shaw's name, let alone go near her grave. They know she won't stop killing, until the screaming does!

Henry Walker:
If you go looking for answers, you just might find them.

[last lines]

Jamie Ashen:
[reciting the nursery rhyme] Beware the stare of Mary Shaw / She had no children, only dolls / And if you see her in your dreams / Be sure to never ever scream.