Lula Rogers:
If is wasn't for me, you would probably still be singing in some run-down rat hole for a bunch of fat cowgirls from Iowa.

Dusty Wyatt Chandler:
Yeah, and if it wasn't for me, you would probably be a waitress there.

Ernest Tucker:
The funny thing about that little white speck on the top of chicken shit. That little white speck is chicken shit too.

Earl Blackstock:
You know, Grandma Ivy, in all the years I've know you I don't think you've ever answered a question directly.

Grandma Ivy Chandler:
There are no answers. Only the search.

Earl Blackstock:
Yeah...

Grandma Ivy Chandler:
Well, sometimes the tree grows too fast and the roots don't develop. And sometimes you have to chop off the top of that tree to let the roots catch up.

Earl Blackstock:
But do you know where he's at?

Grandma Ivy Chandler:
No, but I expect if you follow the roots, you'll find him.

Earl Blackstock:
Grandma Ivy, in all the years I've known you I've never heard you answer a question directly.

Grandma Ivy Chandler:
There are no answers. Only the search.

Earl Blackstock:
Yup, whatever that means.

Dusty Wyatt Chandler:
Man, I should've known you'd find me. How'd you do it?

Earl Blackstock:
Oh, something to do with trees and roots. You wouldn't believe me if I told you.

Dusty Wyatt Chandler:
Grandma Ivy.