(..) Think. If I was an escaped murderer, where would I hide? Where? Oh, I have no idea. I just thought if I gasped I could force an epiphany. And I did. No, that didn't work either. Or did it? Still no. - Unless... - Stop it, Jake! (..)

(..) until it just goes away. Hello, there's a demon on the loose, and I still have to find that woman. Whoa, whoa, wait a minute. - Premonition? - No. An epiphany. So are you telling me that everyone I ask a question to has to answer with the truth? I think so, yes. But that also means, (..)

(..) I'm dying inside. And all of the sudden, I have one of those... those moments where everything sort of comes together. An epiphany. Exactly. And I realize that I have completely fucked myself - into a corner. What would you have done differently? (..)