Nyles: We were born lost, but now, you are found.
Hubie Dubois: Can't believe I don't have a compass on my thermos.
Shaggy Rogers: Drop some F-bombs.
Blue Falcon: Hey man, whoa, let's keep it PG.
Shaggy Rogers: No! Falcon bombs.
Enola Holmes: When looking to travel incognito, it's safest to travel as a widow. People are always anxious to avoid conversation about death. Widows scare them. And there's no better disguise than fear.
The Grandma: I'll call my cousin Ester, have him make a reservation for us at the Grand Orleans Imperial Island Hotel. He was the executive chef there for over thirty years, he's got pull there. He's a star. His cooking put that hotel on the map. It's the swankiest resort in all of Alabama. You'll be telling your grandkids about your stay in this hotel!
The Boy: How do you know it'll be safe there?
The Grandma: Because child, ain't nothing but rich white folks at the Grand Orleans Imperial Island Hotel. And witches only prey on the poor. The overlooked. The kids they think nobody's going to make a fuss about if they go missing. Go pack!
Josh: I'll see you in hell.
Elena McMahon: In a perfect world we make perfect choices. In the real world we make real choices.
James Lasombra: Yeah, no.
Shopkeeper: There was a different house. Before that one.
Theo: What sort of house?
Shopkeeper: Just different. And before that, a tower.
Theo: A tower?
Shopkeeper: It's a legend. The devil builds the tower to collect souls, and God destroys it. But the devil builds it up again. And again. People have always stayed in that house. Some don't leave. The right ones usually find the place. Or perhaps it's the other way round. The place finds them. (01:07:33)