Josh: You need to snap out of it.
Sally: I'm hungry.
Josh: They're empty calories, Sally.
Sally: Everything I eat is empty calories. Nothing sticks. I had two whole chickens last night. And a tub of ice cream. I have it handled. I'm just stressing. Every time I leave the house I think I'm going to think I'm going to kill somebody.
Okay, one thing I do miss about being a ghost is that I woke up this morning and tried to whoosh myself down here and fell on my face.
Aidan: Oh wow. I just can't get over the fact that I can touch you.
Sally: You're not as cold as I thought you would be.
Aidan: Okay. That's weird.
Hey, we're outta here, chief. I'm taking Trent home like a goody bag.
No, it's really me. Josh saddled up for me and sprung me out of limbo.
Stevie, you have no money. Nowhere to go. You're going to end up giving tuggers under the bridge for five hundred bucks a go.
Josh: Yeah, I kinda get it now. He's super compelling.
Sally: I kinda want to make out with him.
You two are totally about to go on two separate killing sprees for women. That is so hot.
Well I am guilty, aren't I? She's in the psych ward because I possessed her.
You're going to rip each other to shreds tonight. Just a couple more hours and you'll all be dead.
Daddy boy gave all his food to his tender, helpless offspring, didn't he? Not even a morsel for himself? Look at you. What a hot mess.
I used to think the supernatural, haunted houses, that it was a bunch of crap. Then it started happening to me.