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Morgan 'Gator' Bodine:
I dont want that NARC messin' up my business.

Phil Broker:
Come on, look around: beautiful house, horse trails, river in the back yard. Seriously, what else could we ask for?

Maddy Broker:
WiFi.

Phil Broker:
Whatever you're thinking, rethink it.

[first lines]

'Danny T' Turrie:
This will make me happy.

Jojo Turrie:
How much should we cook?

'Danny T' Turrie:
This batch will yield 30 pounds.

Maddy Broker:
Dad, were you scared today? The truth.

Phil Broker:
There's nothin' wrong with being a little scared.

Maddy Broker:
Then why didn't you look scared?

Phil Broker:
Lots of practice.

Teedo:
In case you got any interest, Gator eats breakfast nearly every day at Lion's cafe, just like me. Now, he don't look like much or nothin', but you remember what I told you, he ain't true. Crazy, waitin' to happen.

Lewis:
Gator'd be pissed if we did something really f***ing stupid.

Phil Broker:
He must be pissed at you two quite a lot.

Phil Broker:
You'll be okay, Teedo.

Teedo:
[bleeding] F***in' rednecks!

Phil Broker:
[taking him down hard] You smell the wood burning, Bodine? Now you connecting the dots?

[last lines]

Phil Broker:
[on the prison visitor's phone] See you on the outside, Danny. I'll be waiting.