Gothika

It's good to be God. I love you.

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Chloe: He came back again last night and tore me like paper. He opened me like a flower of pain, and it felt good. He sank into me and set me on fire, like he always does. Made me burn from the inside out. Miranda: How did you know it was the devil?

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Chloe: You have no idea how it feels not to be trusted. Miranda: You've got to trust me too, Chloe. Chloe: You can't trust someone who thinks you're crazy.

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Miranda: I'm not deluded, Pete. I'm possessed Pete: I don't believe in ghosts. Miranda: Neither do I. But they believe in me.

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Chloe: Are you scared? Miranda: ...No. Chloe: You should be.

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Chloe: It was the only way to help him stop. Miranda: Stop what? Chloe: Stop fucking me!

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