The Dirt (2019)

Kathryn Morris: Deana

Quotes 

• [Deana is seated next to Frank Jr. before she is sent to jail] 

  Deana : Come on, Frankie. Why are you doing this? I'm your mother!

  [Frank Jr. gets up] 

  Frank Feranna, Jr. : Are you fucking kidding me? I wanted a mom, but you only care about yourself and all of your stupid boyfriends.

  Deana : Listen to me, Frankie...

  Frank Feranna, Jr. : No, you listen to me, okay? I'm not gonna see you. I'm not gonna answer to you. You're just gonna leave me alone, Deana.

  [Frank Jr. walks away] 

  Deana : Frankie...

  [Frank Jr. turns around] 

  Deana : Fine. Do what you want.

  Nikki Sixx : [narration]  Maybe I wanted her to care, but fuck it! I knew what I needed. It just took me a while to get there.

• [Nikki and Doc enter the hotel lobby] 

  Doc McGhee : Your mother called and asked to come to a show. So, I thought with it being the holidays and all...

  [Nikki sees his estranged mother Deana, who smiles and offers a hug] 

  Deana : Merry Christmas, Frank.

  Nikki Sixx : That's not my name.

  [Deana hugs Nikki] 

  Deana : Oh, that song. The one about looks that kill. It's about me, isn't it, Frankie?

  [Nikki steps away from Deana] 

  Deana : Frankie?

  Nikki Sixx : [pointing his Jack Daniel's bottle at her]  That's not my fucking name!

  [Nikki smashes the bottle on the floor and walks away] 

  Doc McGhee : Nikki. Nikki! Wait up a minute, will ya?

  Nikki Sixx : Who the fuck do you think you are?

  Doc McGhee : I thought it would help.

  Nikki Sixx : I fucking trusted you, but you are not my fucking father and you are not my fucking friend. You are just another leech with your hands in my pockets who wouldn't be standing there right now unless you were getting something out of it, so just fuck off, Doc. You're fucking fired!

• [Frank Jr. jams to T.Rex with his guitar in his room. His mother starts knocking on his door] 

  Deana : Turn it fucking down, Frankie!

  [Frank Jr. flips his mother and raises the volume before she walks in the room and turns off the stereo. She notices his guitar] 

  Deana : What's that?

  Frank Feranna, Jr. : What's it look like?

  Deana : Where'd you get it?

  Deana's Boyfriend : He probably stole it.

  Frank Feranna, Jr. : Who the fuck is this guy?

  Deana : You think I don't know where you got all this shit?

  Frank Feranna, Jr. : So you noticed something I did, for once!

  Deana's Boyfriend : Don't talk to your mother like that, you little prick.

  Frank Feranna, Jr. : Seriously? Who the fuck are you? You know what? I don't even care. Gonna be another you tomorrow, anyways.

  Deana : You wanna know who this is? He's another man in my life that you're gonna drive away... just like you did your fucking father!

  Frank Feranna, Jr. : I was two years old, you bitch! He left you!

  [pause, then Deana approaches Frank Jr] 

  Deana : Then how come he never tried to call you then, Frankie?

  [Frank Jr. takes off his guitar] 

  Frank Feranna, Jr. : Fuck you!

  [Frank Jr. smashes his guitar on the wall before slamming the door on Deana] 

  Frank Feranna, Jr. : Get the fuck outta here!

  Deana : Open the fucking door, Frankie!

  [Frank Jr. starts destroying his room before pulling a switchblade from his bed] 

  Deana : Open the fucking door! Goddamn it! You little shit! Open the fucking door! Open the fucking...

  [Frank Jr. opens the door and shows her his knife before he slices his arm with it] 

  Deana : No! No, baby! No! No! What are you doing, baby?