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Phil Parsons: Miranda, I... I... I wouldn't look for a real-world explanation. It's a dream, a delusion.
Miranda: A delusion that we both seem to share.

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Pete: You said no shock treatment.
Sheriff Ryan: Shock treatment? You want to see some shock treatment? Here's some shock treatment.
[gets some photos of Doug's mutilated body]
Pete: Stop it!
Teddy Howard: What are you doing?
Pete: Why would you take these out? Miranda, don't

look at them! Don't look at them!
Sheriff Ryan: I had to pick him up off the floor, Miranda. In pieces!

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Pete: Miranda, what's the last thing you remember?
Miranda: I remember Chloe. I was having my Friday night session with Chloe.
Pete: How did that go?
Miranda: She was embellishing her rape story. I saw Doug.
Dr. Douglas Grey: [in flashback] Dr. Graham.
Miranda:

You were there. When I went back to my office, I worked on Chloe's file. I decided to call it quits, I went down to the pool, had a swim, fifty-five laps, saw Joe, got my keys. Went to my car. You walked me to it.
Pete: Yes?
Miranda: But there... There was a detour.
Sheriff Ryan: [in flashback] Oh, hey, tell Doug to give me a

call...
Miranda: So I had to go over the bridge, so I went over the bridge.
Pete: I wonder what else happened. Try to remember.
Miranda: I got home. I saw Doug. He was on the couch.
Pete: Try to remember.
Miranda: There was a girl. Yeah, there was a girl.

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Pete: This is the first time I've seen you lucid.

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Miranda: [picking up a picture of Rachel Parsons] Who is this? Who is this girl?
Phil Parsons: That's my daughter, Rachel.
Miranda: No, no, no. This is the girl that I saw at the bridge. This is the girl.
Phil Parsons: No, Miranda, no.
Miranda: How is she? Where is she?

Phil Parsons: It's impossible.
Miranda: This is the girl I've been seeing. This girl, right here.
Phil Parsons: She's dead. Rachel died four years ago.

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[last lines]
Miranda: No!

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Miranda: Logic is overrated.

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[repeated line]
Miranda: I'm dreaming.

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Miranda: How long have I been in here?
Pete: Three days.
Miranda: Why? Why?

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Teddy Howard: [Miranda's arm is bleeding] Miranda, what's that?
Irene: It's okay. It's okay, Miranda.
Miranda: Why are you doing this to me?
Pete: Miranda, let's just go, okay? We're done.
Miranda: Why are you doing this to me?

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Miranda: I want to talk to my husband. Where is he? Where is he?

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Miranda: Yeah, as a doctor, I understand why you think that. But something is really happening to me.

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Miranda: What do you want from me?

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Miranda: [only from the original second draft of the script] I remind you of your mother?
Chloe: Always so put together. Like you iron your underwear. Like your pussy is the apricot of the Promised Land and the bread of the...

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Miranda: Help me! Somebody! Dr. Graham! You better tell me why I'm in here, Irene!