“Thank you for coming.” “Just following orders.” “Like a Nazi.”

“Greg, what happened?”

“Jeepers-f*cking-creepers, what a sh*t pinata. That was like the most Roy thing I have ever seen. It’s like I got a quart of Roy injected into my eyeballs.”

“I would just ask that you take care of me, because, uh, if Dad didn’t need me right now, I don’t exactly know what I would be for… Yeah, it’s not going to be me.”

“He can do whatever he wants. He’s like a human Saudi Arabia”

“F*ck you. Yes, I did. Metro poser bullsh*t. Napkins and chitchat. Oh race relations. Kale.”

“Dead man walking. The fucking cadaver awakens”

“You’re my boy. You’re my number one boy.”

“Tom, you remember Tabs.”

“It’s like a closed loop system.”