- Shadow man: [nervous] Casey... what are you doing?
- Cayce Bridges: [calm, focused] You knew we were following you tonight... not because you could read my thoughts... but because you could read Jack's... Well, Jack ain't here any more...
- [smacks him with a large torch]
- Cayce Bridges: [watching through the minds of the shadow man] In the fridge there's left over pizza and a cup... some kind of kid's cup...
- Detective Webber: [uneasy] What else?
- Cayce Bridges: In the living room there toys scattered over the floor... there's a baseball in one of those display thing's on the coffee table...
- Detective Webber: [scared cutting her off] Can you see a TV?
- Cayce Bridges: Yeah.
- Detective Webber: With a trophy... a football trophy?
- Cayce Bridges: Yeah.
- Detective Webber: [in full realization] He's in my house... the son of a bitch is in my house. The kids will be home any minute.
- Shadow man: [after Casey sees him kill a woman] She was wonderful, Casey... and so were you.
- [writes fear in blood on the wall]
- Jack Hays: Listen, let me give you my phone number, just in case.
- Cayce Bridges: [with pen in hand, waits for him to respond] Jack, I'm really not in the mood to try and read your mind tonight.
- Jack Hays: No, that's not it, I just changed my phone number and I forgot it for a second.
- Shadow man: [in a room of mirrors] This is too perfect, Cayce. Finally meeting you here, face ... to face ... to face. Here in the chamber of fear.