- Dr. Larson: Do you know why your mother took her own life?
- Paul Spector: Hmm, because my love wasn't enough for her, enough to keep her alive.
- [first lines]
- Dr. Larson: [on the phone] Detective Superintendent Gibson?
- Stella Gibson: Dr Larson, what can I do for you?
- Dr. Larson: Mr Spector's defense team have sent me some excerpts from your diary. The pages where it is alleged Mr Spector made an entry.
- Stella Gibson: [long pause] I see.
- Dr. Larson: I sense your discomfort. I have no doubt, after seeing the entry he made, knowing that he'd read your journal felt like a violation.
- Stella Gibson: Yes.
- Dr. Larson: May I ask you, how long have you kept a diary?
- Stella Gibson: All of my life. But not really since I've been in Belfast.
- Dr. Larson: I don't follow.
- Stella Gibson: What Spector wrote in was more of a dream journal.
- Dr. Larson: Why do you keep a dream journal?
- Stella Gibson: Why do you want to know?
- Dr. Larson: Curiosity, probably.
- Stella Gibson: Initially, I kept it as an investigative tool. I trained myself to wake up in the middle of the night and write down random thoughts. Then I guess since then, it's become a compulsion, of sorts. So you see dreams as a kind of problem-solving? I think maybe the sleeping brain makes connections more quickly than the waking mind does.
- Dr. Larson: That is certainly possible. I will treat the entries with respect.
- Katie Benedetto: [Stella re-reading a letter written to Paul] "I probably shouldn't write this letter to you but this is hard evidence to you that I exist, exist for you, Paul. I can feel you all over me, like that night in your study, I feel you crawling through my veins, through my mind, you grab and suffocate my thoughts. I am in pain for your pleasure. I have forsaken my friends, I have forsaken my family, I am choosing my next move carefully. Their love is fake. Fuck everyone who wants me to step into the light. It will burn my skin off. The skin that I will carve our poetry into so you will be with me for ever. I yearn for you when I stare into the starless midnight. You are the vast expanse of the sky. I don't regret a thing, because the pain is all for you. I will still love you when I finally know everything about you. That's true love. I fucking hate this. I hate being without you. I would kill them all if I could. Crush them. Crush them and their pathetic lives."
- Mark Bailey: [sitting down uninvited at Spector's dinning hall table] I'm allowed to feed the fish in the aquarium. I used to help with serving the meals, but I gave larger portions to people I liked, so I'm not allowed to do that any more. I have art today, so...
- [muttering]
- Paul Spector: Why are you in this place? Don't tell me if you don't want to.
- Mark Bailey: I twisted my sister's arm. I twisted it so far round it broke.
- Paul Spector: Why did you do that?
- Mark Bailey: I had a haircut. It gave me a new personality. It made me more feminine. I thought I was turning homosexual. When I came home, my sister said I looked gay. So I twisted her arm. She was screaming and I didn't stop. Then it snapped. Then I suppose I panicked.
- Paul Spector: How old was she?
- Mark Bailey: Younger than me.
- Paul Spector: How much younger?
- Mark Bailey: Quite a lot younger.
- Paul Spector: What's your diagnosis?
- Mark Bailey: A psychotic with convulsive disorder. They say I had childhood schizophrenia. I thought there were hidden messages in the colors of cars passing on the street. I started communicating with car sounds. And then the sounds turned into voices.
- Paul Spector: What kind of voices?
- Mark Bailey: Like people, but just out of hearing. When I'm bad, I see faces in the mirror. The risperidone helps.
- Paul Spector: How long have you been in this place?
- Mark Bailey: Five years. I was on the news, but not like you.
- Dr. Larson: Were the break-ins spontaneous, or did you plan?
- Paul Spector: I made extensive, elaborate plans. I discovered that it was easy. For the most part, people feel safe. They forget to turn the alarm on, leave windows open, patio doors. I didn't want anyone to feel safe. Why should they have that luxury?
- Paul Spector: [about his mother's death] All that day, people came and went and nobody told me what had happened. Then later someone said that she'd "gone to a better place." I suppose I knew she was dead, but there was a part of me that thought maybe she was alive living elsewhere in a better place, because I wasn't there. The last memory I have of her, she was very angry with me, angry for something I'd done. I don't know what.
- Paul Spector: [about his having been a bereavement counselor] Something morbid in me, I suppose. After my mother died I had this recurring dream. I was lying in a coffin and I was cut up into small chunks. But there was a nerve that ran through every piece that was connected to my brain.
- Dr. Larson: Hm. That sounds very frightening.
- [last lines]
- Healy: Who the fuck is David Alvarez?
- Paul Spector: Just as they've said, someone I knew when I was a child and then again in London in 2002.
- Healy: A convicted murderer?
- Paul Spector: Yes.
- Wallace: [entering] What is going on?
- Paul Spector: The police have been clever. They have something on me that I can actually remember.