- [Last lines]
- Adam: [narrating] You *have* to let people discover all your dark and twisty places inside. Because those are the people that can show you what's real, when you can't see that for yourself. It can be the beginning of everything... if you let it.
- Adam: I'm not the illness itself. It's hard not to feel like that when everyone treats you like one.
- Father Patrick: The only agenda I serve is God's.
- Adam: Could you tell him to maybe reconsider his agenda, 'coz it feels like I'm getting the short end of the stick.
- Father Patrick: I'll put in a call.
- [first lines]
- Adam: [narrating] At first they thought that something was wrong with my eyes. What I wouldn't give for a classic case of glaucoma. But soon after, I started hearing the voices.
- [Adam is in the confessional booth for the first time]
- Adam: Do people really just talk about, you know, how much they jerk off and stuff?
- Father Patrick: [pause] Well, everybody in this school is between the ages of 13 and 18. So what do you think?
- Adam: Um... I need some guidance.
- Father Patrick: [breathes deeply] Spiritual guidance?
- Adam: Uh, not really. It's about a girl.
- Father Patrick: Okay.
- Adam: Well, we've been hanging out for a while, and it was going great, and then she randomly stopped talking to me.
- Father Patrick: I believe the kids call that ghosting.
- Adam: Okay, I was reading the pamphlet you gave me about the potential side effects of this drug. Dehydration, sweating, trouble urinating, vision loss, muscle tension, loss of taste and hearing, tremors, oh, and my personal favorite, anal leakage. You can go ahead and cross most of those off the list. I can't cook anymore because my taste comes and goes. I can barely piss straight because my hand has a mind of its own. But I swear, if anything drips out of my ass, please just kill me.