- Joyce Cottrell: You don't know?
- Dawn Cottrell: No.
- Joyce Cottrell: You mutilate your own arm and you have no idea why you do it?
- Joyce Cottrell: [turning to Dawn's father] You're her father, don't you have something to say?
- Russell Cottrell: This is a terrible thing that you're doing to yourself, Dawn. Now I want you to promise us that you'll stop.
- Joyce Cottrell: Oh, that ought to put a halt to it.
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