April 29, 2012 | 0 Comments
Stan: Rosie was my daughter, Detective.
Stan: Rosie was my daughter, Detective.
Holder: Empathy can poison your brain.
Jamie: She’s gonna start with softballs and then she’s gonna launch into verbal grenades. Stay positive.
Richmond: I’m gonna destroy him.
Jamie: Bad luck either destroys you or makes you the man you really are.
Linden: Kids aren’t fools. We know.
Holder: Seems you been watching Titanic one too many times the way you drawing Rosie.
Holder: Rise and shine princess. What do you want, room service? Eggs over easy? Buttered toast? Get up!
Stan: I want you to hit him. It’s the only way they’ll learn. I want you to pick the biggest guy and hit him hard. You aim for the bridge…
Holder: Oh, snap! Linden rocked the booty call.