Bill: You cannot go home. That part of your life is over.

Jéssica: No more Mama and Daddy? No more little sister?

Bill: I’m sorry. No.

Jéssica: No more belts. No more clarinets. No more home school. No more rules. I’m a vampire.

Bill: No, no, no. There are rules. That’s what I’ve been trying to teach you.

Jéssica: Crap on your rules. Crap, crap, crap. I can say anything I want now.

Shit, shit, shit, damn, hell, fuck. Oh, “fuck,” that’s a bad one. Fuck, fuck, fuck.