Пароль: bear

Gomez: Look at you, my little deathtrap. Seeing you in this uniform brings back so many terrible memories. Doesn't it, Tish? 

Morticia: Yes. Why don't you boys wait in the car? Wednesday and I need a moment. 

Wednesday: Pugsley, you're soft and weak. You'll never survive without me. 

I give you two months, tops. 

Pugsley: I’m gonna miss you, too, sis. 

Morticia: Any plans you have of running away end right now. I've alerted all family members to contact me the minute you darken their doorstep. You have nowhere to go. 

Wednesday: As usual, you underestimate me, Mother. I will escape this educational penitentiary, and you will never hear from me again. 

Morticia: You are a brilliant girl, Wednesday, but sometimes you get in your own way.  I'm sure you'll grow to love Nevermore, and find it as life-changing as I did. Oh, I got you a little something. W. M. Our initials. It's made of obsidian, which Aztec priests used to conjure visions. It's a symbol of our connection. 

Wednesday: Which one of your spirits suggested this toe-curling tchotchke? 

I'm not you, Mother. I will never fall in love, or be a housewife, or have a family. 

Morticia: I'm told girls your age say hurtful things, and I shouldn't take it to heart. 

Wednesday: Fortunately, you don't have one. 

Morticia: Finally, a kind word for your mother. Lurch, the crystal ball, please. 

We can't talk to you for the first week while you're settling in, so we'll call you next Sunday. 

Gomez: Don't worry, my love. Our little scorpion won't be alone. 

Sheriff Galpin: Where’s the rest of him?

Deputy Santiago: Well, the torso and arm are over there. We found a leg by the lake. There’s an arm in that tree over there, and the rest of the parts are so far unaccounted for. It matches the profile of the other two attacks last week.

Sheriff Galpin: All right, issue a warning. Keep hikers out of the woods. Don’t approve any more campfire permits for the foreseeable future.

Deputy Santiago: What do you want me to tell the press?

You know they’re going to be swarming like mosquitos in July.

Sheriff Galpin: Tell them the bear is back.

Deputy Santiago: You don’t believe that, Sheriff.

Sheriff Galpin: No, I don’t. Whatever did this wasn’t human. Look, I know these murders are connected to Nevermore. I just can’t prove it yet. So until I can,  it’s a goddamn bear.