Uh-uh, Mother-m-mother, uh, what is the phrase? She isn't quite herself today.
A son is a poor substitute for a lover.
Lila Crane: Look, that old woman, whoever she is, she told Arbogast something. I want her to tell us the same thing.Sam Loomis: Hold it, you can't go up there.Lila Crane: Why not?Sam Loomis: Bates.Lila Crane: Then, let's find him. One of us can keep him occupied while the other gets to the old woman.Sam Loomis: You'll never be able to hold him still even if he doesn't want to be held. And, I don't like you going into that house alone.Lila Crane: I can handle a sick old woman!
