Grace: No one can make us leave this house.
Grace: Whoever took the curtains wants to kill my children.
Mrs. Mills: Now, why do you think the daylight would kill them?
Grace: Are you mad? I already told you my children are photosensitive. THE LIGHT WILL KILL THEM!
Mrs. Mills: Yes, but that was before. The condition could have cleared up.
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.
Mrs. Mills: Shall I make us a nice cup of tea, Ma'am ?
Grace: My husband went to war and did not come back. Who will do the cooking?
Mrs. Mills: I'm sorry, miss.
Grace: Who will do the cooking?
[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: Mummy, I won't ask for forgiveness for something I didn't do!
Grace: You told your brother there was someone else in the room!
Anne: There was!
Grace: You're lying!
Anne: I AM NOT!
[last lines]
Mr. Marlish: Come along, Victor.
[repeated line]
Nicholas: Mummy!
