Gothika Quotes

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.

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.

Chloe: Are you scared?

Miranda: ...No.

Chloe: You should be.

[last lines]

Miranda: No!

Miranda: Did we have an affair?

Pete: No.

Miranda: Did you want to?

Pete: Yes.

Miranda: Did you think I wanted to?

Pete: Yes.

Miranda: Then why didn't we?

Pete: Because you were married to the boss.

Miranda: But I'm not now.

Pete: I'm here - I'm trying to help you. Why don't you trust me?

Miranda: Because you can't trust somebody when they think you're crazy.

[first lines]

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?

Chloe: It was the only way to help him stop.

Miranda: Stop what?

Chloe: Stop fucking me!

[to himself into the camera]

Dr. Douglas Grey: It's good to be God. I love you.

[repeated line]

Miranda: I'm dreaming.

Dr. Douglas Grey: [handing a Miranda a glass of water] Throw it on the mirror. This is what she sees now.

Miranda: A distorted image of herself.

Dr. Douglas Grey: Who are you in all this?

Miranda: I'm the mirror.

Dr. Douglas Grey: You are the mirror.

Miranda: If I'm the mirror and she's the image... then who are you?

Dr. Douglas Grey: I can see both of you... so I'm God. Or just an overworked hospital beaurocrat.

Miranda: "God" is good.

Dr. Douglas Grey: Always remember, the ability to repress... is actually a vital survival tool. Without it... Chloe might not have survived.

Miranda: How long have I been in here?

Pete: Three days.

Miranda: Why? Why?

Pete: Miranda, what's the last thing you remember?

Miranda: I remember Chloe. I was having my Friday night session with Chloe.

Pete: How did that go?

Miranda: She was embellishing her rape story. I saw Doug.

Dr. Douglas Grey: [in flashback] Dr. Graham.

Miranda: You were there. When I went back to my office, I worked on Chloe's file. I decided to call it quits, I went down to the pool, had a swim, fifty-five laps, saw Joe, got my keys. Went to my car. You walked me to it.

Pete: Yes?

Miranda: But there... There was a detour.

Sheriff Ryan: [in flashback] Oh, hey, tell Doug to give me a call...

Miranda: So I had to go over the bridge, so I went over the bridge.

Pete: I wonder what else happened. Try to remember.

Miranda: I got home. I saw Doug. He was on the couch.

Pete: Try to remember.

Miranda: There was a girl. Yeah, there was a girl.

Pete: Miranda... Doug is dead. You killed him.

Miranda: [screaming] No! No! No!

Pete: You said no shock treatment.

Sheriff Ryan: Shock treatment? You want to see some shock treatment? Here's some shock treatment.

[gets some photos of Doug's mutilated body]

Pete: Stop it!

Teddy Howard: What are you doing?

Pete: Why would you take these out? Miranda, don't look at them! Don't look at them!

Sheriff Ryan: I had to pick him up off the floor, Miranda. In pieces!

Teddy Howard: [Miranda's arm is bleeding] Miranda, what's that?

Irene: It's okay. It's okay, Miranda.

Miranda: Why are you doing this to me?

Pete: Miranda, let's just go, okay? We're done.

Miranda: Why are you doing this to me?

Miranda: [picking up a picture of Rachel Parsons] Who is this? Who is this girl?

Phil Parsons: That's my daughter, Rachel.

Miranda: No, no, no. This is the girl that I saw at the bridge. This is the girl.

Phil Parsons: No, Miranda, no.

Miranda: How is she? Where is she?

Phil Parsons: It's impossible.

Miranda: This is the girl I've been seeing. This girl, right here.

Phil Parsons: She's dead. Rachel died four years ago.

Pete: You're in crisis. Don't you see how this image is tailor-made for your state of mind. A woman in purgatory. I need you to explain this to me though.

Miranda: Rachel Parsons did not commit suicide.

Miranda: All I know is I saw this girl, and she's connected to me. How? I don't know how she's connected to me. But she is.

Pete: Delusions, hallucinations, disorganized speech, frequent derailment and incoherence...

Miranda: Don't rattle off this psychiatric shit to me! I know that like the back of my hand!

Pete: Good! Good. Saves me the trouble.

Miranda: I need you to tell me who did this to you? Tell me his name, Chloe. Chloe, tell me. Tell me anything. Tell me.

Chloe: I'll tell you one thing: He can have my body, but he will never have my soul. Never. The devil.

Phil Parsons: Miranda, I... I... I wouldn't look for a real-world explanation. It's a dream, a delusion.

Miranda: A delusion that we both seem to share.

Miranda: [only from the original second draft of the script] I remind you of your mother?

Chloe: Always so put together. Like you iron your underwear. Like your pussy is the apricot of the Promised Land and the bread of the...