"It's mine... only mine, right? Right? Right?"
"No, it's mine."
"But we are the same person?"
"We are not."
"Why do you deny me so much?"
"Because you want to take what belongs to me."
Leslie began to talk to herself... while stroking Arthur's hair, who was resting on her lap.
"I'm awake... let me out."
"No, why do you want to come out?"
"To... lock him in a basement?"
"Why would you do that?"
"So no one else can have him."
"Well... you have a point..."
"Let me out."
"No."
