You love the man. You learn to love the club. If you can do that, there’s no truth you can’t handle.
You so much as flash a pretty grin at him, I will jam my fist so far up your bony ass, your cup size will double.[to Cherry]
Well… unless we want a three-headed grandchild, looks like we’re gonna have to share some family history.[to Maureen]
You not working with us, I get that. You got a lot of eyes on you right now. But you letting us get hurt? That’s bad. That’s how you lose friends. I’d hate to see you lost.[to Wayne]
You need to hear this, Tara. And understand it on every level. Thomas and Abel will not be raised by you. What you do now will determine how we deliver that message. Mommy moved away, or Mommy passed away. Your call.[to Tara]
Why don’t you bounce my face off the floor. Then maybe you’ll recognize me.[Clarence ‘Clay’ Morrow: You want distance, you got it. I don’t even know who you are anymore.]