Rose Red

Dr. Carl Miller: Listen, I'm afraid I have a bit of bad news for you, old girl. Dr. Joyce Reardon: I'm not old. Not yet, anyway. And I am most certainly not your girl. Dr. Carl Miller: The Executive Committee's been in session regarding tenure. Dr. Joyce Reardon: What? Why? No one in the Department is up for tenure. The only thing they could... [realizes] You really are a bastard. Dr. Carl Miller: The Committee voted 5-2 to revoke your tenure. We tried to contact you so you could attend the meeting; you'll find a message on your machine, if you'll just check- actually, I'm surprised the spirits didn't tell you. See, the general consensus is, it's time to stop the silliness. Dr. Joyce Reardon: I will fight you every step of the process- Dr. Carl Miller: Of course, and you'll lose. Your days of haunting the Wimser Psychology Department... common phrase... aren't quite over, but I'm happy to say, they're numbered. Dr. Joyce Reardon: When I come back from Rose Red with proof- Dr. Carl Mill

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Bolinger: Hey, I thought this place was empty. Sukeena: You would be Mr. Bolinger? The reporter. Bolinger: Yeah, I'm Bolinger, but how did you know? Sukeena: Come in, sir. You were expected. This way.

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Janitor: Hey, Professor, what you doing here? Dr. Miller: Minding my business, as I hope you will yours. [pulls in frustration on his office door, forgetting he had locked it] Who locked this door?! Janitor: I imagine you locked it yourself, Professor. It being your office.

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Nick: That's the wine cellar. Isn't it marvelous? The door was open when I came down. Haven't you seen it before? Steve: No. Nick: Rose Red hasn't just woken up, it's "House & Garden"'s version of Frankenstein's monster. Steve: That's ridiculous. Nick: Is it? Listen. Steve: You heard much of that? Nick: Enough to worry me. Bollinger's persistent nonappearance worries me, too. You would think, if he was still here, and alive, we'd have run into him by now, don't you? Steve: I don't know. Nick: The longer we go without reporting his disappearance, the more peculiar our position is if he turns up dead, or doesn't turn up at all. Steve: [looks at the champagne bottle Nick brought from the cellar] Dom Perignon, 1949. A very good year. Nick: In my experience they're all good years. Pull the cork, Steve. [Steve does] Will you wet your whistle? Steve: It's a little early for me. Nick: Cheers. Steve: Cheers. Nick: You know, this place is feeding off us. And although I'm sure it finds us all...

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Sukeena: Sir? Pardon me, sir. Are you here for Mr. Bollinger? Dr. Miller: [startled] Oh, yes... Bolinger's here? Sukeena: Waiting for you in the solarium, sir. If you're Professor Miller, that is. Dr. Miller: He's all right? Not hurt, or... Sukeena: I believe he is impatient to go home, but other than that he is quite well. Dr. Miller: It's Rimbauer. [looks around, bewildered] What is going on?! Sukeena: I'm sure I cannot say, sir. Miss Reardon's party seems rather... rambunctious. Dr. Miller: Does it indeed? Take me to Bollinger. Sukeena: Right away, sir.

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Emery: That's Momma's little scoot-about. Sister: That's what? Emery: Momma's little scoot-about. Sometimes we scoot-about for ice cream and sometimes we scoot-about to the movies... don't look at me like that.

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