Elvis and Anabelle

Anabelle:
I've never lived. I mean really, lived. I've never enjoyed one moment in my whole stupid life.

Charlie:
I like your story, Elvis.

Elvis:
I like you, Dad.

Charlie:
I like you more, Elvis.

Geneva:
[Discussing the embalming of her daughter, Annabelle] All I ask is that you make her beautiful one last time.

Elvis:
Absolutely. I can guarantee you that.

Elvis:
[after Annabelle has awoken on the embalming table] She's alive. She's alive! She's alive! She's alive! She's alive, Dad, wake up, wake up.

Charlie:
What's the ruckus?

Elvis:
[Calling the emergency line] Hello, I have an emergency. I'm at the Morreau Funeral Home. I'm a mortician. Uh, I was embalming this girl, my dad was embalming a girl and she suddenly woke up.

Charlie:
Who woke up?

Elvis:
[Still on the phone] I'm off the route 409, down in Cower, Texas. Am I what? Lady, I am bona. Send a paramedic, send an ambulance, send something! Bye!

Dr. Putnam:
[Discussing Annabelle's behaviour since her reawakening] How are her eating habits?

Jimmy:
She's been eating like a horse.

Dr. Putnam:
Good for her.

Jimmy:
Not good! She keeps going on like this she'll be competing in Miss Large and Tall!

Elvis:
[after the police have come by the house looking for Annabelle] Where did you tell them we were?

Charlie:
I just told them Annabelle had been here, but then uh, she just took off in our old Cadillac.

Elvis:
What Cadillac?

Charlie:
The one we've got parked up along side the house.

Elvis:
Dad, we don't have a Cadillac.

Charlie:
Well, they don't know that.

Anabelle:
[as Elvis lays in a field of daffodils] What the hell are you doing?

Elvis:
I don't know. Waiting for you to get here.