(The Ghoul ties up Lucy and throws her into a lake...)
Lucy MacLean: Stop. Stop! Torture is wrong.
The Ghoul: You know, they used to do these things called "studies." Why, you couldn't open a newspaper without reading about one study or another. Anyway, this one particular study came out, and it said that torturing a person don't do sh*t. It made sense. I mean, a man hurts me, I wouldn't want to do him any favors. And yet the practice of torture failed to vanish from this earth. In fact, as time marched on, I've personally noticed a decided uptick... in the amount of torture being doled out across the board.
Lucy MacLean: Sir, please, I need the head. It's the only way I can get my father back.
The Ghoul: My point is... if you ask me, them studies, they was right. Torturing a person don't do sh*t.
Lucy MacLean: Then why... why are you doing this?
The Ghoul: Well, I ain't torturing you, sweetheart. I'm using you as bait.