But Shane-O, Shane-O, you've got it all wrong, son. You see, when I pass, I'm not gonna leave my money to you! When I pass, I'm gonna leave all of my money to my beautiful daughter Stephanie... and, and whoever that guy is that knocked her up.

Tear to a glass eye. Tear to a glass eye.

For the love of God, does anybody got a toothbrush?

Something stinks here, and this time, it's not just him.

A man I respected very early in my career told me, 'If you wanna truly be good at this, you have to learn to hate.'

You can never have enough nerds, freaks, and weirdos. You know what I'm sayin'?

My bazooka is locked, cocked, and ready to unload.