🎹daily malevolent quotes💛

ENTITY: Arthur…   ARTHUR: We need to move. God, I feel so…   ENTITY: Arthur.   ARTHUR: What?   ENTITY: We’ve been in a coma for over a month.

ADAM: Where were you going?   ARTHUR: H-Harper’s Hill, it’s...   ADAM: For what?   ARTHUR: For answers.   ADAM: Jesus, Arthur! I need more than this! Who were you going to get answers from?   ARTHUR: A girl named Amanda Cummings, she… wait.   ANOTHER VOICE/ “ENTITY”: Amanda Cummings.   ARTHUR: Wait, did I… (The suspenseful music cuts out.) Did I tell you my name?

ADAM: Love Shakespeare. The blood, the betrayal, the sex, the violence. It’s one thing you did right.   ARTHUR (taken aback): Me?   ADAM: You! The British! (He laughs.)

ADAM: You, my fine friend, are in the nuthouse.   ARTHUR: The what?   ADAM: The looney bin, you know? Where the crazy folk go when they can’t stop being crazy.

STRANGER: Jesus Christ. What are you blind, kid?   ARTHUR: Well…

ARTHUR: What do you mean? Where are we? Where are you?   STRANGER: Me? Oh, I’m just a little voice inside your head telling you that everything is gonna be alright.

(END Part 4.)

A DEEP, DISTORTED VOICE: This too shall pass.

ENTITY: The smoke is everywhere, Arthur, and… fuck. Arthur, you’re losing so much blood.   ARTHUR (woozy): Ugh. How much is too– (He gasps.) How much is too much?   ENTITY: Fuck, Arthur. (Arthur gasps weakly.) Arthur, I…   ARTHUR (woozier): Hm? ENTITY (solemnly): Fuck. If this is the end – (ARTHUR: Hm.) I’m sorry.   ARTHUR: You and me both.

(Arthur pants.)

KELLIN: Little pig, little pig, Let me come in. (Whispering.) By the hair of your chinny chin...

ARTHUR (whispering): Fuck.

(Arthur raises the gun to shoot. The gun clicks.)   ARTHUR: What? (ENTITY: What?)   KELLIN: I don’t keep that rifle loaded, Arthur.   ARTHUR: Fuck!   KELLIN: Ready or not. Here I come.

ENTITY: Yes, Arthur, YES!

KELLIN (a deep sigh, then his normal voice): Arthur? Tell that voice in your head that my mother was not a whore.

ENTITY: Arthur, you fucking idiot. He can’t hear me. Hey, Kellin, your mother was a whore.

ARTHUR: I do hear a voice as well. It… it tells me what I see.   <...>   KELLIN: How do you stop it?   ARTHUR: You don’t. You start listening to it.