Gerrie: I was just about to show Arthur the witch trial, yeah. Great source of pride. We caught 'em, we burned 'em...
Wyck: "The Fog That Stole Souls." Stage one, the eyes turn white. Stage two, loss of the five senses and delirium. Stage three, loss of erection. Stage four...
Patricia: Who the hell is trying after stage two?
Dr. Morgan: We'll know more in the morning. But I'm not worried. I've given him enough Propofol to knock out a horse. Of course, I probably shouldn't tell any of you that. But where do you draw the line?