- [assuming it's her husband that is washing her hair]
- Rae Ingram: You know what I'd love for lunch? Fresh asparagus, then, um, pasta - angel hair pasta with heaps of basil, garlic, olive oil and, um, apple pie. Yeah. Uh, John, have you got a towel?
- Hughie Warriner: [clearly psychotic] You sound so much like them, Rae, it's scary! Now, they were trying to kill me! Do you understand?
- Rae Ingram: Yeah... Yeah, I understand...
- [nods in most appeasing way]