Agnes Bruckner: Eden Sinclair

Venom

Eden Sinclair

Cece: [Grabs the Baka from around her grandma's neck] Sheriff! Was there a suitcase?
Sheriff: I'm sorry, child?
Cece: In the car, was there a suitcase in the car?
Sheriff: Yeah, there was. We pulled it out, it was empty though.
Cece: Oh, my god. Oh, my god.
Eden Sinclair: Cece, are you ok?
Cece: What happened?
Eden Sinclair: It was an accident.
Cece: No, what happened to Ray? They said that Ray was in the car.
Eric: The car went in the water. He drowned.
Cece: Is that true?
Sheriff: Either that or the swamp snakes got him. We don't know for sure.

Cece: Grandma saved souls. Murderers, sadists. The most vile men. She milked them of evil.
Eden Sinclair: What was in that suitcase, Cece?
Cece: Every soul that she ever milked was inside that suitcase. So if those snakes got set free, and they killed Ray, the evil of countless souls are inside him right now, possesing his body.

Sean: That can't be Ray.
Rachel: It's Ray, Sean.
Sean: Yeah, but Ray is dead.
[Ray throws a chain through the window, wrapping around sean's neck, dragging him out]
Rachel, Eden Sinclair, Eric, Cece: SEAN!

Cece: I can make a doll.
Eden Sinclair: A doll? What would that do?
Cece: The evil is inside Ray's body. I can't stop that, but maybe I can stop his body long enough for us to get out of here. It's worth a try.
Eden Sinclair: Are you talking about a voodoo doll?
Cece: If I had something of Ray's, like some, some hair, or some clothing, some actual part of him, I could make a doll.
Eric: So who's gonna go outside and pull a lock of hair?
Eden Sinclair: Will blood work?
Rachel: What are you talking about?
Eden Sinclair: Sean is his son. Ray's blood is running through him. That would work, right?
Cece: Blood works best.

Rachel: [Eden grabs her means of transportation; a bike] That's getting embarassing.
Eden Sinclair: Tuition... car payment... tuition... car payment.
Rachel: "Oh, who's that scrub on the bike?" "Oh, that's Dr. Sinclair! She clips coupons, too."
Eden Sinclair: Good night, Rachel.
Rachel: Good night, Eden.

Eric: Eden? Eden, come on!
[She gets off her bike. He walks up to her]
Eric: What's going on?
Eden Sinclair: You broke up with me, Eric.
Eric: What are you talking about? I didn't break up with you! You broke up with me!
Eden Sinclair: I said we should get serious about me going away to school.
Eric: Yeah, to LSU, not Columbia.
Eden Sinclair: The grants came through. I mean, what was I supposed to do?
Eric: Well, how about telling me you applied to Columbia in the first place?
Eden Sinclair: I knew you'd get upset.
Eric: Oh, so you just announced one day, "Oh, by the way, I'm going to school in New York, not Baton Rouge like we planned for three years?" We were gonna see each other on weekends! That was the plan!
Eden Sinclair: There is nothing here for me! I mean, you have your dad's business. Be realistic, Eric! I mean, I'm gonna have to move away!
Eric: What? You can't be a doctor here?
Eden Sinclair: I don't want this town!
Eric: You sure? Or is it me you don't want?

Eden Sinclair: She's dead. They're all dead. I can't believe...
Eric: No, no, no, no, no! Listen to me, listen to me. We have to keep moving, ok? We're gonna get through this, you and me, together. And my ass is going to New York with you. Fuck this town.

Sean: Are you fucking kidding me?
Ricky: I swer to god. I am not making this up!
Eden Sinclair: You guys, what's going on?
Ricky: The town is upside down! Deputy Turner, and Terry Parker, who works at the morgue are both missing! And here's the really fucked up part. So is Ray Sawyer!
Eric: Ray's dead, Ricky.
Ricky: Yeah. That's the really fucked up part! His *body's* missing!