Marlin: He's one spoiled kid, you know that?
Danny: I gotta go.
Marlin: I gotta go. You know, how come you and me never spend any time together no more? Hey. Look at me when I'm talking to you. Okay? What, you don't like me?
Candy: Danny, let's go. I can't be late. Get a move on, please.
Danny: I've gotta go.
Marlin: You don't disrespect me in this house, mister. You understand me? You--
Candy: Marlin, what the hell is going on here? Take your hand off him.