Jack Lambert:
My father wants to see me. He sure took his sweet ass-time about it.

Jack Lambert:
I'm not going to waste all of your time so I'm just going a few words. Like all of you, I would like to move on in life. Thank you.

Mark Lambert:
I'm not fucking with you.

Mark Lambert:
When I was 18, my father used to call me "numbnuts" and "dumbass".

Mark Lambert:
Why don't you go take a flying fuck?

Jack Lambert:
This is what they do. Kill their selves by walking into trains?

Mark Lambert:
I wrote a letter, didn't I?

Jack Lambert:
15 years and one god damn letter? Fuck you!

Mark Lambert:
There it is.

Jack Lambert:
Fuck "There it is"! Don't you see I care about you?