Dress up like Halloween, and ghouls will try to get in your pants.
Isn't this religious, ahh, yes. The eternal battle between good and evil, saint and sinners... but you are still not having fun.
No daughter of mine would shoot so wide.
I'm about to unleash the biblical plague "Hell"-A. deserves.
When all else fails - fresh tactics!
It's like looking in a mirror. Only... not.
You'll be seeing a lot of changes around here. Papa's got a brand new bag.
I AM Castor Troy!
You're not having anymore fun, are you, Sean?
Interception! Now our side's got the ball. Sorry!
I hate to see you go, but I LOVE to watch you leave.
Lies, deceit, mixed messages... this is turning into a real marriage.
Y'know, I could eat a peach for hours.
If I were to send you flowers where would I... no, let me rephrase that. If I were to let you suck my tongue, would you be grateful?
You are right, Sean. I misbehaved. I have to be punished. But remember... Every time when you look in the mirror, you'll see my face and started to slice his face off but failed after being kicked in the thigh Ahh!
Wow. We have something in common. We both know our guns.
I want to take his face... off. Eyes, nose, skin. It's coming off.
When we put this thing away, you can brand the Fourth Amendment on my butt.
The man you think is your husband is not your husband.
I'm not afraid to die.
I am your father!
I'm Castor Troy! I'M CASTOR TROY!
No more drugs... for that man.
You are now the property of Erewhon Prison. A citizen of nowhere. The Geneva Convention is void here; Amnesty International doesn't know we exist. When I say your ass belongs to me, I mean exactly that.
Happy Birthday, Mikey. He took our baby, Sean. He took our little boy.