Their fat little heads sit on their fat little bodies without a bit of connection...you can't wring their necks if hey got no necks to wring.Isn't that right, honey?...Think of it, they've got five monsters and number six comin' up.Suspicious of her greedy, prolific relatives who have produced five grandchildren for Big Daddy, she explains to him why hey have assembled - to battle over the vast inheritance of the 28,000 acre Mississippi cotton plantation/estate and cut him out of the will: "I'll tell you what they're up to, boy of mine! They're up to cutting you out of your father's estate.In the procession came trumpeters and musicians and strange animals from the conquered territories, ogether with carts laden with treasure and captured armaments." [The script, in progress, was being written on Craven's computer with their dialogue, as they spoke it.As the locomotive passes into the roundhouse (train shed) and he is slowly propelled inside, he solemnly expresses astonishment, sadness, and amusement.The title of the film "Vertigo" zooms out slowly from the depths of her widening pupil.Spiraling, vertiginous, animated designs (of various configurations and shapes) replace the closeup of the iris, and the remainder of the credits plays over a black background after the pupil is entered and the eye fades away.