I don't know, something twisted. I mean, this whole place is twisted. It's like some twisted shrine of him and mother. What'd you do down here, gramps? Count your money and stare at yourself while groping at your daughter? Bastard!
Natalie: Everything's going to be fine, guys. Just - just do what he says. Flash: How can you be so calm? Natalie: I don't know if I am calm, okay? I just - I've been through worse. Flash: Yeah? Like what? Natalie: Oh, like being strapped to a table and your grandfather ready to cut your heart out. Flash: Oh. Yeah, you got me beat, then. Never mind