Frank McCarthy:
They were going to kill you in cold blood. I couldn't let that happen. Not here. This is a decent neighborhood!
Tom Witzky:
I never wanted to be famous. I just never expected to be so...
Maggie Witzky:
What?
Tom Witzky:
I don't know, ordinary.
Lisa:
It doesn't surprise me that there's another woman. Of course, the fact that she's dead gives one pause.
Maggie Witzky:
Look what I'm not cleaning up.
Sheila:
[
to her husband after he stares at a group of girls] Why don't you just lick 'em when they walk by?
Jake Witzky:
Does it hurt to be dead?
Lisa:
So, she's six weeks pregnant. That means the baby's due in... April, May... June. Gemini. That's cool. Einstein was a Gemini. So's that Scottish gal from Garbage.
Tom Witzky:
Will you go help Jake with his pajamas?
Lisa:
If she's late...
Tom Witzky:
Lisa, I swear to God, start with the Dionne Warwick stuff and I'll throw you out of the fuckin' window, so please help him with the pajamas.
Lisa:
Love you, too, Tom.
Maggie Witzky:
She's a witch. She took one look at me and guessed. Well, say something.
Tom Witzky:
Bummer.
Maggie Witzky:
Something else.
Tom:
I'm supposed to dig.
Jake Witzky:
Don't be afraid of it, Daddy.
Maggie Witzky:
WHY ARE YOU DIGGING?
Lisa:
Animal.
Tom Witzky:
What'd I do this time?
Lisa:
Should I tell him?
Maggie Witzky:
If you wanna die!
Lisa:
Well, your beer-addled sperm still works.
Maggie Witzky:
LISA?
Lisa:
You impregnated my sister again.
Maggie Witzky:
BITCH!
Lisa:
I thought you wanted me to tell him.
Maggie Witzky:
Why, because I said don't?
Tom Witzky:
Tools.
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