I’m going to be like a ninja losing his virginity, quick and discreet.
I told you. A good shot to the face always gets the juices flowin’.
I remember when I was like you. Young, dumb, full of… conflicting emotions.
I know that I’m not the son you wanted, and I know that Elk Grove would rather have a hero who doesn’t live in a trailer, and doesn’t have a boat load of cold sores, but too bad! I am your son, and I’m the only hero Elk Grove has.
I got a plan for Baal, and it doesn’t involve recycling Pablo into some stupid book. I’m going to find him, take my chainsaw, shove it right up his ass.
Honey, I’m home.
Hey, uh, Brujo, thanks for the opinion, appreciate it. Now you can take it, turn it sideways, shove it right up the old poop chute.
Hey, he’s not “the Mexican,” okay? He’s Pablo. Pablo the Mexican.
Hey, good looking. You here to break me out or break me in?[to Linda]
Hello? Anybody home? Guy with a very special book, lookin’ to save the world with it.
Chopping up my evil clone. Maybe someday that’ll feel weird.
Brandy, I know I’m a crappy father, but I’m also a crappy liar. I’ve always told you the truth, even if it sounds creepy and weird.
