Sometimes there are rumors, and people, you know, they’re not f***ing. But sometimes they totally are.[to Shiv]
It’s good to know we don’t have an unbalanced love portfolio.[to Shiv]
Greg, this is not f***ing Charles Dickens world, okay? You don’t go around talking about principles.
You don’t really hear much about syphilis these days. Very much the MySpace of STDs.
Sometimes I think I’ll never truly understand Dad until I s*** outside.
Safety briefing? Here’s the safety briefing: If you move against me, I’ll put a hole in the back of your f***ing head.
Nothing is a line. Everything, everywhere is always moving. Forever. Get used to it.[to Shiv]
Most things don’t exist. The Ford Motor Company hardly exists. It’s just a time-saving expression for a collection of financial interests.
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If your hands are clean it’s only because your wh**ehouse also does manicures.[to Karl]
I’m Shiv f***ing Roy. And I’m gonna have two very grateful people, the next president and my father.
I’d castrate you and marry you in a heartbeat.[to Greg]
I think this is the day his reign ends.
