Mrs. Mills: Sometimes the world of the living gets mixed up with the world of the dead.
Grace: Charles. You look so different. Charles: Sometimes I bleed.
Grace: I'm beginning to feel totally cut off from the world.
Grace: At first I couldn't understand what the pillows where doing in my hands and why you didn't move, but then I knew, it had happened, I killed my children. I got the rifle, I put it to my forehead and I pulled the trigger, nothing, and I heard yo...
Mrs. Mills: Sooner or later, they will find you.
Mrs. Mills: Death of a loved one can lead people to do the strangest things.
Charles: I just came home to say goodbye to my wife and children. Grace: Where are you going? Charles: To the front. Grace: I thought the war was over. Charles: The war is not over. Grace: You're not going. You left us once already. YOU CAN'T GO! Why...
Mrs. Mills: [to Anne, who is crying after being punished] No crying now. No crying. Stop that. Here. [uses her apron to wipe away Anne's tears] Mrs. Mills: Look what an awful face you've got when you cry. Anne: [crying] I don't care! Mrs. Mills: Ther...
Grace: Where's my daughter? What have you done with my daughter? Anne: Are you mad? I am your daughter.
Grace: This house is ours, this house is ours.
Anne: They're everywhere - they say this house is theirs.
Mrs. Mills: Shall I make us a nice cup of tea, Ma'am ?
[first lines] Grace: Now children, are you sitting comfortably? Then I'll begin... This story started many thousands of years ago, and it was all over in just 7 days. All that long long time ago, none of the things we can see now, the sun, the moon, ...
[Walking in the forest] Nicholas: I'm scared. Anne: Well, you shouldn't have come then. Nicholas: Say something. Anne: What shall I say? Nicholas: Anything. Anne: My name is Anne, and I'm walking. I'm walking and my name is Anne...
Anne: I don't believe that the Holy Spirit is a dove. Nicholas: I don't believe that either. Anne: Doves are anything but holy. Nicholas: They poo on the window.
Grace: You told your brother there was someone else in the room. Anne: There was. Grace: That'll do, Anne.
Grace: So you say you know this house well? Mrs. Mills: Like the back of my hand, that is assuming the walls haven't sprouted legs and moved in the meantime. Grace: The only thing that moves here is the light, but it changes everything.
Anne: Nicholas don't speak to them. Nicholas: Why? Anne: They're dead. Nicholas: WHAT. Anne: They're ghosts. Come over here. Nicholas: But you said "Ghosts wear sheets and carry chains". Anne: I don't care what I said. Get away from them. Nicholas: Y...
