Antonia: "Marnie, goddammit. What are you doing now?"
Marnie: "Girl, am I glad to see you!"
Antonia: "I was crazy before when I was a ghost, but now that I'm just normal dead it's even easier to see through your bullshit. Also, vampires are part of nature. Wanting them gone is like saying you don't ever want anything to die, or that lions are meanies for eating gazelles, or keeping your daughter a virgin forever, or any time you privilege imaginary purity over the sophisticated complexity of reality. It's a thorny political issue, with these vampires, but you do spiritual damage to yourself every time you kill the little black-eyed girl, no matter what form she takes."
Marnie can't hear it, she's a ghost that can't stop saying its own name over and over. Gran shows up from the graveyard looking jacked and pulls Marnie right out of Lafayette, so he finally gets to take a little nap on the grass. All the random dead watch Marnie and Antonia continue to fight.
Antonia: "I was so crazy and so convinced I was right that I was in a feedback loop of rage. I mean, you weren't wrong that my ghost was crying out for vengeance. But after 400 years, the signal-to-noise gets so lossy that you're guaranteed to lose on something like that. And so now I see you hanging around, stabbing boyfriends and cutting off nipples, and I just... You are right that I love you. Come home with me."
Marnie: "No! I am throwing a danged fit!"
Antonia: "Look, I'm sorry you're a nerd. But you need to get over it. You are dead."
Marnie: "My past persecution and current obsession are linked! I've spent my life being dicked around by the dead, forced to act like I have a concussion."
Antonia: "How does any of that have to do with vampires?"
Marnie: "The opposite of powerless is powerful! It feels good!"
Marnie: (Primal nerd rage.)
Adele: "Get it, girl. Get it out. No room for that where we're going."
Marnie: "This fuckin' sucks!"
Adele: "Time is like a boardgame. You think your story and your pain matter. But the only good thing about death is how little your pain stops mattering when you can look down at the game and see how much your pain looks just like everybody else's. It doesn't make you special and it earns you nothing. Hurting other people doesn't make you hurt less. It just means you're stuck inside your story. Pain's just the last veil."