Them that don’t listen have to be brought to heel someday.
The game has changed. We return to the old rules.
Stop. Oh, my God, just stop it. This domestic bickering like it’s normal, like you’re normal people in a normal kitchen. It’s not normal. Stop it. Stop acting like it is.
Please, let me explain the rules of the boat. Rule number one, it’s my boat. Rule number two, it is my boat. And if there remains any confusion about rules one and two, I offer rule number three, it’s my goddamn boat.
People, places, you don’t get to hold on to any of that.
Mom likes him. Who knows? She’s used to disappointment.
Maybe we just spent a lot of time trying to convince ourselves the laws of nature didn’t apply.
Ice is good for the pain. And vodka. Lots of vodka.
I can do anything I want. I got guns.
You spend so much time up there, you start to forget the dead used to be alive.[to Will]
You guys are the lucky ones.
Words matter. When we’re gone, they’re all we leave behind.
