Cheryl: Hi Dad, I've come to pay you a visit.
Harry: Why the hell are you so tall, and what's that small child doing with you?
Cheryl: That's your grand-daughter. I'm twenty five years old. And you are not in silent hill.
Harry: Eh? Then where am I?
Cheryl: You're in the Old Fucks Home For The Criminally Deluded.
Harry: I am not criminally deluded!
Cheryl: You shot Cybil Bennet.
Harry: She was trying to kill me. She was posessed!
Cheryl: She was asking you for the time.
Harry: With a pistol?
Cheryl: It was a candycane.
Harry: It's not my fault the aglaophotos didn't work!
Cheryl: That was cherryade.
Harry: And the invisible demons that I punched in the face?
Cheryl: Midget wrestlers. They beat you up pretty bad.
Harry: I guess that explains why I'm so brain damaged.
Chery: Erm, yeah, sure...