"I should be going home now. It is way past home time. (sighs) But I cant. Far too much work to do. Time is precious and decomposition waits for no man. Besides, I saw bats this evening hanging about in the trees by the edge of the woods. Bats that could easily fly down and get tangled up in my hair and i’d never get them out. So I’m stuck here."

"Of course I love you petal but the last time you went on one of your rampages I was left cleaning up the mess for months. I'm not being funny love but you're a bloody monster and chaining you up in a remote bit of woodland really is better all round…"

"Its hard to go for something when you don't know what you want. I always thought if I changed my name. If I could look people in the eye it might've helped.. Been more positive. More of an extrovert. Been able to tell a joke and remember the punchline…"

"Jack: Come on mate. You're not a baby any more. You're almost seven - you're a big boy. Stop acting like a baby. Those things, magic and witches, it's just make-believe, it's just stories. There is no such thing as magic. You're fooling yourself. Scaring yourself for no good reason."

"(As red witch) Can you hear that? Can you hear that? I can hear that. (Goes to the telephone and picks it up) Hello. I think you’re a bit confused. Had a nasty bump on the head have ya? I don’t know nothin’ about that. A message? Alright then. (She puts the phone down) Help me - he said. I don’t know what he means."

"I can feel it, I can feel it, there’s something there, I can feel it – something rotten’s been going on here. I can feel it, this room – something rotten’s been going on in this room. And these walls, something disgusting, something vile, something very wicked, I can feel it, it’s pulsating, it’s pulsating through these walls. I can feel it, I can feel it."

"Thank you Roxanne. Hello hello – thank you for coming so late, I know you’d rather be in your beds – it’s bedtime, I don’t want to go to bed, but this can’t wait. Just over 7 hour ago, at 1500 hours the remains of a body was found by the edge of the lake. I’ve prepared some briefing notes (she hands them out to her colleagues) zip, zip, zip – I like the sound the paper makes."

"The worst one, the one everyone remembers was the one one hundred after that. The waitress from the cafe found him. She’s never spoken again. They think the man was from over the hills and far away, Alice wanted to put in down to witchcraft I think but she couldn’t be sure and she couldn’t ask her partner because he was turned into a frog not long before."