Sid Vance: 'O joyful, 'O delighted, 'O fortunate one. Weep no more, this departed son. Life's for the living, not the dead. Forget tomorrow, live now instead. This night you breathe, while they cannot. So dance ye soul on their resting spot. Read these words, sound thy voice. Revel and sing! Rejoice! Rejoice! Rejoice!
Sid Vance: I'm not going anywhere unless something is chasing me.
Sid Vance: You just can't find good paranormal help, these days.