- Gary Wallace: [in passionate clinch] Is this your idea of a deep and lasting relationship?
- Martha Travis: That's right. This way men lie with me, not to me.
- [aboard passenger train]
- Railroad Steward: Breakfast!
- Walter Travis: [obviously an alcoholic] I just had it... it's medicinal.
- Railroad Steward: For your liver?
- Walter Travis: For my soul.
- Walter Travis: Your mother saw *nothing!* You don't still believe that cock and bull story, do you? You were with me in St. Louis, remember? Hundreds of miles away. You *couldn't* have appeared to her.
- [leans over Martha]
- Walter Travis: You know your mother's problem? Religion!
- [Martha chuckles]
- Walter Travis: Hmm.
- [nods]
- Walter Travis: Too much *religion.* She never did see you like she said. It was all in her *dreams.*
- [Martha shakes her head]
- Walter Travis: Now, you must apologize to that poor woman. I have her waiting outside.
- Martha Travis: [tearfully] I'm not apologizing!
- Walter Travis: You will!
- Martha Travis: No! I *can't*! I saw it! I saw it, all of it!
- [sobs]
- Walter Travis: You heard what the woman said. Her husband *isn't* dead.
- Martha Travis: [sobs] She's wrong...
- Walter Travis: You heard what she said. He's at home watching TV. In some households, that's considered being *alive.* Now, now,
- [strokes her arm]
- Walter Travis: yes, you must apologize, sweetheart. You frightened the *life* out of her.
- Martha Travis: What about me, Daddy?
- Walter Travis: Why should you be frightened? You've been doing this since you were a kid.
- Martha Travis: [yells out:] It was different this time. You have to believe me!
- Walter Travis: You have to realize that in a young girl, such powers bring with it a fertile imagination, and the nervous disposition of a racehorse.
- Gary Wallace: Try to describe what you see, Martha.
- Martha Travis: Stay away from me! Only vultures like the dead!
- Lieutenant Irving Weinberg: Am I expected to believe all this hocus pocus voodoo crap?
- Gary Wallace: Irving, you're only on page one. You haven't heard what happened last night.
- Martha Travis: There you are, wanting, waiting for me to provide you with something to believe in. You'd hate me if I told you that when we die, we'd return to nothing. To the exact state we were in before we were born. You'd hate me, wouldn't you?
- [audience murmurs that's exactly how it is]
- Martha Travis: But if you knew for certain that there is *nothing* after death, that you only had one shot, someone said to me this morning,
- [shrugs]
- Martha Travis: maybe if we didn't indulge in the arrogance of thinking we'd go on forever,
- [shakes her head]
- Martha Travis: we'd be better people while we are alive.
- [finds some approval with some members of the audience]
- Martha Travis: Think of that.