[Wednesday is hooking up an electric chair.]
Wednesday: Pugsley, sit in the chair.
Pugsley: Why?
Wednesday: Because we're going to play a game.
Pugsley: What game?
Wednesday: [strapping him in] It's called, "Is There a God?"
Morticia: Gomez, last night -- you were unhinged. You were like some desperate, howling demon. You frightened me. -- Do it again!
