Frankie: I can't live like this anymore!
Brick: [imitating Rod Serling] Meet Frankie Heck... a normal housewife in a normal town in the normal state of Indiana. But on this Halloween, she's about to find out that things are anything but normal.
Mike: Okay, Brick, we get it. You're Rod Serling from The Twilight Zone.
Brick: [normal voice] Not even close. I'm Rod Serling from Night Gallery. Less popular, but in my opinion, more nuanced.
Mike: Well, whoever you are, be him somewhere else.

Brick: I'm sorry to bother you, but I really need to know something. How old was your husband when he died?
Cynthia: Oh, my husband's not dead. When I said he was gone, I meant he's at a conference in Sweden. He's the world's foremost authority on fonts.
Brick: I am? I mean, he is?!
Mike: Thanks very much. Glad your husband's not dead.
Brick: Uh, h-hold on. I have to ask you one more thing. Have you and your husband ever "done it"?
Cynthia: Well, we do have four beautiful children. [door closes]
Brick: Yes! Yes! Did you hear that, Dad? Four times. That's one more than you and Mom.
Mike: Congratulations, Brick. Future you is quite the ladies' man.

Brick: [v.o.] [imitating Rod Serling] Under the light of a full moon, a midwest housewife undergoes a frightening transformation, and the monster becomes the monstee. Or are we all just one egg away from being a Glossner?