Eliza Graves

Edward Newgate:
You're mad!

Silas Lamb:
We're all mad Dr. Newgate. Some are simply not mad enough to admit it.

Edward Newgate:
Well to... bring them back to their senses.

Silas Lamb:
And make a miserable man out of a perfectly happy horse?

Eliza Graves:
You act like I'm some precious thing to be bartered or put on display or possessed.

Edward Newgate:
It's not like that with me, Eliza.

Eliza Graves:
No? How is it different?

Edward Newgate:
It's you who possesses me.