[examines wooden cross]
"This symbol, these two planks of wood... it confounds me. Suffuses me with mortal dread. But fear is in the mind...
[rests puts his hand on the cross until it burns]
"...Like pain. It can be controlled. If I can face my fear, it cannot master me."
"They're from the Middle East?"
"I'm sorry, I'm unruffled by spiders! Now, if a bunch of Nazis crawled all over my face..."
"You still don't understand, do you? I am free because you fear it. Because you fear it, the world is crumbling."
"Willow, how can you... I mean, that's really bent! She was... grotesque!"
"Still dug her, huh?"
"I'm sick, I need help."
"Don't I know it."
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