- Oliver Putnam: Ursula, my beloved! Even from here you smell like a field of lavender and French fries.
- Ursula: [LAUGHS] My two favorite things.
- Oliver Putnam: So so so you put "Aurora" on her envelope when you tip at Christmas?
- Charles-Haden Savage: I don't tip.
- Oliver Putnam: Whaaaaaat?
- Charles-Haden Savage: I think it's elitist. I send out autographed photos instead.
- [conversation imagined by Mabel]
- Tim Kono: Aren't you a little old to still be playing Hardy Boys?
- Mabel Mora: Why did this happen to you?
- Tim Kono: Why are you hanging out with a couple of old weirdos?
- Mabel Mora: They're trying to help me find someone who cared about you.
- Tim Kono: Good luck with that.
- Mabel Mora: Tim... Who was the ring for?
- Tim Kono: You wondering if I ever found someone to love me?
- Mabel Mora: I'm just trying to figure out who you were. If you were a good guy or not. Should I even be sad that you're dead?
- Tim Kono: Ouch. That hurts.
- [points at his deadly wound]
- Tim Kono: Almost as bad as this.
- Mabel Mora: [laughs softly, then continues] Why didn't you tell the cops what you saw that night? And does this have anything to do with what happened back then?
- Tim Kono: [voice only; his 'ghost' seemingly gone] I always enjoyed watching you figure things out.