Dean: Do you have any idea how much therapy you people need?
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Dean: Do you have any idea how much therapy you people need?
Jack Withrowe: My car doesn't drive so well with a tree in it.
Dean: No more conning! No more! If you're gonna be my wife, you're gonna live a respectable life, chopping cars!
Jack Withrowe: Look, I'm willing to explore the whole being dominated thing, okay? But let's just take it slow.
William B. Tensy: Sorry I'm late. I've been passing out more frequently lately.
William B. Tensy: I'm not trying to get you to take up smoking, just thought it'd be a nice... incentive.
Page Conners: There's no love. It's the trick of the brain. It's the combination of chemicals and hormones.
Page Conners: Listen, mouth-breather, I'm fully capable and in the mood to beat the shit out of your psychotic, sulking ass!
William B. Tensy: Completely restored. Only seven thousand for a new willy.
Linda: Oh, yeah... she's a delicate flower.
Max Conners: You just lost the best thing you never had.
Max Conners: Forget it. You're not gonna kill yourself and stink up my new car.
Bill: Well, Jack, looks like she got a free drink *and* one of your balls.
William B. Tensy: If it's at all possible, could you slap her around a little bit?
William B. Tensy: I love a woman who eats raw meat.
Ulga: Ah, a... personal fire device.
Ulga: So much loudness. Can we not go somewhere I can relate to you... orally?
Page Conners: Excuse me, may I grab your nuts? Mmm. Salty.
Page Conners: Since you can't seem to read my subtle signals, I'll help you out. Piss! Off!
Jack Withrowe: Everyone's a little irritable after they choke.
William B. Tensy: There is nothing sexier than smoke billowing proudly out of a woman's hot, red, engorged nostrils.
William B. Tensy: My love, tonight we will celebrate this ecstatic joining of our spirits with the union of our aching bodies.
William B. Tensy: I ache for you, my pumpkin. Let's hump.
Ulga: Oh my gootness! Dat ees jarring!
Dean: Do you have any idea how much therapy you people need?
Jack Withrowe: My car doesn't drive so well with a tree in it.
Jack Withrowe: Look, I'm willing to explore the whole being dominated thing, okay? But let's just take it slow.
Page Conners: Listen, mouth-breather, I'm fully capable and in the mood to beat the shit out of your psychotic, sulking ass!
William B. Tensy: Sorry I'm late. I've been passing out more frequently lately.
Dean: No more conning! No more! If you're gonna be my wife, you're gonna live a respectable life, chopping cars!
Page Conners: There's no love. It's the trick of the brain. It's the combination of chemicals and hormones.
William B. Tensy: Completely restored. Only seven thousand for a new willy.
Max Conners: Forget it. You're not gonna kill yourself and stink up my new car.
Ulga: Ah, a... personal fire device.
Page Conners: Excuse me, may I grab your nuts? Mmm. Salty.
Linda: Oh, yeah... she's a delicate flower.
Max Conners: You just lost the best thing you never had.
Bill: Well, Jack, looks like she got a free drink *and* one of your balls.
Page Conners: Since you can't seem to read my subtle signals, I'll help you out. Piss! Off!
William B. Tensy: I'm not trying to get you to take up smoking, just thought it'd be a nice... incentive.
William B. Tensy: If it's at all possible, could you slap her around a little bit?
Jack's Mother: Uh, what it is you do, Mr. Staggliano? Vinny Staggliano: College professor. Jack's Mother: Oh! Uh, what do you teach? Vinny Staggliano: College stuff. What are you, a fucking cop?
Dean Cumanno: Do you have any idea how much therapy you people need?
Max Conners: I'm sorry, Page. I'm a terrible mother. I'm a terrible everything. Page Conners: You're finally seeing things clearly.
Jack Withrowe: Tell me to my face you don't love me. Page Conners: I don't love you. Jack Withrowe: Wow. More believable than I thought it would be.
Ulga: God is everywhere. William B. Tensy: Yes, he is. Isn't he? Nosy bastard.
Dean Cumanno: No more conning! No more! If you're gonna be my wife, you're gonna live a respectable life, chopping cars!
Page Conners: I'd have to kiss that? Max Conners: Well, I'd have to kiss that way more than you. Page Conners: Maybe you're into necrophilia.
Page Conners: You spy on people humping in boats? That's so perverted. Jack Withrowe: No, I look at stars. Page Conners: Look, just because they're famous doesn't mean they don't deserve their privacy too. Who ya got? Jack Withrowe: The stars up there. Page Conners: You mean you come all the way out here to stare at space and shit? Jack Withrowe: No, I come out here to get away from the lights of the city so I can SEE the space and shit.
Max Conners: He doesn't look so bad in this light. Page Conners: Oh, yeah. His liver spots are positively glowing.
Dean Cumanno: Shut up, junior slut! Get over there! Ya know, you two got some brass balls in those panties, I'll give ya that. And in the few moments you have left, I wanna see some beggin' and some pleadin'. Page Conners: Uh, Mom... Max Conners: Dean... you've got so many tells. You are not the killing type. Dean Cumanno: Don't screw with me. I'm on a fine edge, here. Don't! Max Conners: See... no bullets. Dean Cumanno: Fine. So I'm not that big on homicide!
Dean Cumanno: Look at all the fish! Dean Cumanno: Huh, got it. This is gonna be a fun trip!
Max Conners: Have you any idea what that meat is doing to your arteries? Page Conners: Haven't you heard? Cigarettes dissolve cholesterol.
William B. Tensy: Smoking is part of the fun of being a kid. We just did some tests on some 9-year-olds. After a little puking, why, you couldn't drag 'em away from the stuff. Heh-heh-heh. William B. Tensy: You're only young once. Why not indulge, though, I always say.
Dean Cumanno: What the Hell's taking so long? Max Conners: Oh, relax! You'll get your money. You destroyed my daughter, but you'll get it. Dean Cumanno: Hey, I was standing around, minding my own business when you bitches came along and ripped out my heart for a game of hackeysack. Don't give me that. Max Conners: Come off it! We're both the same: We're scum! Dean Cumanno: We are not the same! I wasn't lying when I said, "I do". Max Conners: No, you were lying when you tried to nail Page! Dean Cumanno: Pfft. Look, where I come from, guys make mistakes, sometimes. Didn't change the fact that I loved you. Dean Cumanno: I just know I wouldn't do it again. Max Conners: 'Cause you got caught. Dean Cumanno: No, because of what I lost. You know, I'm not the only guy in the world that's ever screwed up. Even a goodie goodie like Jack couldn't keep his wang in the hanger. Max Conners: Yes, he can. Dean Cumanno: What did you say? Max Conners: Nothing. Dean Cumanno: No, no, wait a minute, wait a minute. What did you say? Max Conners: I micked him. Max Conners: Strictotoxin... Max Conners: ... somewhere between out and awake. It just makes people easier to handle. Dean Cumanno: Whoa, whoa, wait a-wait a minute, you're kidding! He said "no" and you still let her believe that he went for a soil sample? You know what? That's a new low, even for you! Max Conners: Look, you wanted your money! What was I supposed to do? Tell her that the man you forced us to con was the only decent guy she'd ever met? Dean Cumanno: What? You know what? This is just too sick! I thought this whole revenge thing was gonna be fun, but you've done whatever you can to ruin it! I don't even want this guy's money now! Max Conners: Well, I don't want it, either! Dean Cumanno: Well, I'm not taking it! Max Conners: Well, neither am I! Dean Cumanno: Well, neither am I! Max Conners: All right, I'll take it. Dean Cumanno: What? Max Conners: You said you didn't want it. Dean Cumanno: You should tell your daughter the truth! Max Conners: What for? He's only gonna end up hurting her, anyway. She's better off with me, okay? I'll protect her. Dean Cumanno: From what? From love? Max Conners: From pain. Dean Cumanno: Love is pain! Life is pain! You can't protect anybody from it! It's always gonna get ya, but sometimes, life could also be good! But you gotta be open, you gotta take chances, you gotta let go! Max Conners: What self-help guru moron taught you that? Dean Cumanno: Nobody had to teach me nothing, it's common sense. And Deepak Chopra is not a moron! I've seen a lot of crap in my life, but the way you're cheating her out of any chance for a decent future, it really sucks. Of all the lousy things you've done, you should be most ashamed of that. And what you did to me, too, I don't wanna completely leave that out. Page Conners: Here's your money. Dean Cumanno: I don't want the money. Good luck with Psycho Mom here. Page Conners: Ugh! What was that? Max Conners: I took care of him. Page Conners: How? Max Conners: I don't want to talk about it. Let's just get this Goddamn place!
Page Conners: For once, she's telling the truth! Dean Cumanno: Like I'm gonna believe the seed of Satan!
Max Conners: Hmm... Page Conners: Not "hmm"! I am not dating the walking dead!
William B. Tensy: I love a woman who eats raw meat.
Ulga: So much loudness. Can we not go somewhere I can relate to you... orally?
Dean Cumanno: Yeah, right. You let your own daughter seduce me? Do you have any idea how much therapy you people need?
Ulga: We mustn't. God is everywhere. William B. Tensy: Yes, he is. Isn't he? Nosy bastard.
Page Conners: What do you do? Spy on people humping in boats? That's so perverted. Jack Withrowe: I photograph stars. Page Conners: Look, just because they're famous doesn't mean they don't deserve their privacy too. Who ya got? Jack Withrowe: The stars up there. Page Conners: You sneak all the way out here to stare at space and shit? Jack Withrowe: No, I come out here to get away from the lights of the city so I can *see* the space and shit.
Page Conners: I want my purse, jerk-off! Jack Withrowe: That's not very friendly. Now, I want you to go back out, and this time, when you kick the door open, say something nice. Page Conners: You stole my purse, dip-shit, and you stole it so I'd have to see your ugly-ass face again.
Max Conners: Turning down a wedding gift is bad luck. Jack Withrowe: Oh, I've never heard that before. Max Conners: Sure, everything to do with weddings is bad luck.
