An insurance investigator begins discovering that the impact a horror writer's books have on his fans is more than inspirational.

Linda Styles: A reality is just what we tell each other it is.
John Trent: This shit really sells doesn't it?
Linda Styles: More than you'd think. Surprised?
John Trent: Lady, nothing surprises me anymore. We fucked up the air, the water, we fucked up each other. Why don't we just finish the job by flushing our brains down the toilet?
Scrawny Teen: I can see.
John Trent: Excuse me?
Scrawny Teen: He sees you.
John Trent: Great, uh... tell him I say hi.
John Trent: God's not supposed to be a hack horror writer.
Sutter Cane: Did I ever tell you my favorite color was blue?
John Trent: Like the book?
Teen: I love it.
John Trent: Good. Then this shouldn't come as a surprise.
Axe Maniac: Do you read Sutter Cane?
John Trent: Every species can smell its own extinction. The last ones left won't have a pretty time with it. In ten years, maybe less, the human race will just be a bedtime story for their children. A myth, nothing more.
Simon: [about to commit suicide] I have to, he wrote me this way.
Simon: Reality is not what it used to be!
John Trent: I'm not insane, you hear me! I'M NOT INSANE!
Inmate 1: I'm not if he's not!
Inmate 2: Me neither!
John Trent: [On hearing "It's Only Just Begun" playing while in his asylum cell] Oh, no, not The Carpenters...
John Trent: Never, Never, Never... throw chips at a driver.
John Trent: I'm sorry about the balls! It was a lucky shot, that's all!
John Trent: Your books SUCK!
John Trent: You're waiting to hear about my 'them', aren't you?
Dr. Wrenn: Your what?
John Trent: My 'them'. Every paranoid schizophrenic has one; a 'them', a 'they', an 'it'. And you want to hear about my 'them', don't you?
Dr. Wrenn: I want to know how you got here.
John Trent: Things are turning to shit out there, aren't they?
John Trent: This book is going to drive people absolutely mad!
Jackson Harglow: Well, let's hope so. The movie comes out next month.
John Trent: A word of advice. You want to pull a scam, don't make your wife a partner. And if you do, don't fuck around behind her back.
Sutter Cane: I think, therefore you are.
Dr. Wrenn: [re: Trent] Did he make any requests?
Saperstein: Just... one. A, uh... single black crayon.
John Trent: This is a rotten way to end it.
Sutter Cane: This is not the ending. You haven't read it yet.
Linda Styles: Why don't you try reading his stuff? See if you can get it.
John Trent: Got any on tape?
John Trent: Oh, Jesus, this place makes my head hurt.
Little Girl: You're my mommy. Know what today is? Today is Mommy's Day.
Cop: [looking at Trent after beating a bum] Do you want some too, buddy?
Saperstein: [to Dr. Wrenn] Things must be getting pretty bad out there to bring you fellas in.
Dr. Wrenn: There's a guard with a pair of swollen testicles who swears you wanted out of here.

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