What do you do, when the bride who took your breath away, becomes the wife who makes you hold your breath in terror?[to Martin]
Quit parking in the crippled spot. What you got ain’t a disability. Just poor f***ing judgment.[to Frank Jr.]
Money is not peace of mind. Money is not happiness. Money is, at its essence, that measure of a man’s choices.
We are not husband and wife, anymore. We’re just business partners. And our job is to raise those kids.[to Wendy]
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Let me say this as respectfully as I possibly can. Would you please kindly f*** yourself and leave me alone? Thank you.[to Frank Jr.]