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SurrealEstate
Fridays 10:00 PM on SyFySurrealEstate Season 1 Episode 7: "Quarantine" Quotes
I think something followed us home.
Luke
Luke: Why don't you go ahead and get some food, while you're at it. What sounds good?
Zooey: Mmm, a morphine drip?
Zooey: I don't even understand most of this shit.
August: It must be difficult to focus when you're always busy trying to formulate your next ironic remark. Rather lazy intellectually, though.
Phil: So, this one version of the Roadie supposedly manifests in a large, red, bird-shaped rash on the infected person's left buttock.
Luke: What, exactly, am I supposed to do with that information?
Phil: Where is it, Auggie? Did we get it?
August: It rests in pieces.
Bob: A pleasure to meet you, Constance.
Constance: Die in a fire, Bob.