Jonathon Macoon
JONATHON
It builds like that for a little while, and then my vision blurs and my hands always
seem to grow the hair first--
FATHER O'DONNELL
[Irish Brogue] All right, I think I've heard enough.
JONATHON
But I haven't told you how it always ends--
FATHER O'DONNELL
Believe it or not lad, I think I have a pretty good idea.
JONATHON
No! You don't understand! I--
FATHER O'DONNELL
It's alright, John. I was young man once myself. Perhaps your parents will leave
you alone if you just use a sock before you go to bed at night.
JONATHON
You're not listening! You don't understand! You're just like my parents!
FATHER O'DONNELL
Now, now John. It's all right. What you're experiencing is perfectly normal;
natural, even.
JONATHON
There's nothing normal or natural about what's happening to me, Father. Don't say I
didn't warn you.
FATHER O'DONNELL
Oh saints preserve us! Lad, what's happening to you?
JONATHON
[Growling, snarling]
[FOLEY: FLESH RIPPING]