You saying--you fed your dad to cannibals?
Eliot: Turns out, the key creates illusions of what you most fear. Hence, my dad. I told my father that the guys in the tent didn’t know the difference between a tractor and a backhoe. And so he went to set them straight.
Quentin: You saying--you fed your dad to cannibals?
Eliot: An illusion of him. But yes. It was very cathartic. There was lots of screaming on both sides.