Truman:
"My dad's an asshole."
Samuel Faulkner:
"Okay. Good. Um, is that something you can maybe elaborate on for me a little?"
Truman:
"Okay. My dad's a giant asshole."
Marty:
"You know what? I ought to come over there and kick your bony little ass if I wasn't going to have my 5 year-old daughter do it!"
Gail:
"You keep this up and you're gonna die alone. Like a dog. Like a bum. Like Van Gogh."
Truman:
"Are you alright, Man?"
Samuel Faulkner:
"Yes, I'm fine. I was just listening to what you were saying. Um, could you repeat it so I could get it down?"
Truman:
"You're an asshole, and my dad's a bastard!"
Gail Dwyer:
"I hate you! You did this to me you miserable piece of dick-brained, horseshit slime-sucking son of a whore bitch!"
Marty:
"That's perfect! I got it all on film, the kids will love it!"
Arnie:
"I'll shove an "Arnie Loves You" lunchbox up your ass!"
Dr. Kosevich:
"You have a girl. Unless I cut the wrong cord."
Dr. Kosevich:
"We'll crack open another bottle just as soon as I circumcise your son!"
Rebecca Taylor:
"Sam! My water broke!"
Samuel Faulkner:
"Well, we'll get you another one!"
Dr. Kosevich:
"If it's not one thing, it's your mother."
Samuel Faulkner:
"Are you sure?"
Rebecca Taylor:
"I'm ten days late."
Samuel Faulkner:
"And there's no way you could have had it and just not noticed?"