Frailty

Dad:
Sometimes you scare me.

Young Fenton:
Maybe you're not right in the head.

Dad:
Are you afraid?

Dad:
Of who?

Young Fenton:
You

Dad:
Only demons should fear me... and you're not a demon are you?

Dad:
You can't make things like that up, son. Killing people is wrong, destroying demons is good. Don't worry, God will send you your own list when you're older.

Young Fenton:
There is no God.

Young Fenton:
Dad kills people and you help him!

Young Adam:
Uh-uh. We're just fulfilling God's will. I'm telling Dad on you!

Dad:
Do it like I showed you, the neck is first.

Fenton:
Sometimes truth defies reason.

Young Adam:
Are we gonna go get us a demon, Dad?

Young Adam:
I've got the joy joy joy joy down in my heart, down in my heart... and if the devil don't like it he can sit on a tack.

Young Fenton:
Ouch.

Dad:
I never killed a man in my whole life!

Young Fenton:
These are people's names!

Dad:
They may look like people on the outside, but inside...

Dad:
Don't cry for her son, she wasn't human.

Young Adam:
So we're like superheroes?

Fenton:
Nothing that crazy could be real.

Young Fenton:
But Dad, that doesn't make any sense.

Dad:
I know it sounds that way son, but it's the truth.

Dad:
What has to be done has to be done. So kiddo, does it have to be done?

Young Adam:
Let's go see Meatballs.

Young Fenton:
Nah. I'm gonna go see 'The Warriors'

Young Adam:
But uh, that's rated 'R'!

Young Fenton:
We'll sneak in. Or you don't have to come.

Young Adam:
Aw, come on Fenton. You know I don't like to see movies by myself. Please?

Young Fenton:
Goodnight Adam.

Young Fenton:
It's all a big lie, you hear me? I think we need to run away, just for a little while. Until he gets better. Sooner or later Dad's gonna kill somebody and you know it.

Dad:
Ain't that Travis kid the boy whose been givin' you trouble at school?

Young Adam:
Yep. He's a demon.

Young Fenton:
You gotta promise to God that if you ever destroy me you'll bury me here in the rose garden.

Young Adam:
I promise.

Dad:
We don't kill people, we destroy demons.

Adam Meiks:
I know who the God's Hand killer is

Agent Wesley Doyle:
All right, I'll buy it- who?

Adam Meiks:
Well you haven't even heard me out yet and already you doubt me

Agent Wesley Doyle:
You ever wanted to be a policeman or something?

Adam Meiks:
Yeah, well, you know, when I was a kid.

Adam Meiks:
He was my father. I loved him even if he had gone crazy.

Adam Meiks:
I hated Dad's God, and I would have run away if it weren't for my brother. I just couldn't leave him there.

Young Adam:
What is that, Dad?

Dad:
That's a demon, son.

Agent Wesley Doyle:
Is everything you just told me true?

Adam Meiks:
Why would I make it up?

Young Fenton:
He can make me dig this stupid hole, but he can't make me pray, you hear?

Dad:
You did good today, kiddo.

Dad:
Do you see what you made me do? You made me commit murder...

Young Fenton:
I didn't make you do anything. You did! You're crazy!

Young Adam:
God gave it to me

Dad:
You're my son, and I love you more than my own life. But you know what's funny about all of this, Fenton? I'm afraid of you...

Dad:
You didn't think anyone knew about that, did you? But God saw you!

Dad:
And you can't escape God's wrath!

Young Adam:
It's not fair! All I get to see are demons and Fenton gets to see God!

Sheriff Smalls:
Don't worry. My boy got through it, yours will too.

Agent Wesley Doyle:
You'll never get away with this!

Adam Meiks:
God will protect me.

Dad:
I still can't figure out what these gloves are for...

Dad:
I'm just yolkin' with ya, egghead.