Seeds1968

Claris Manning:
Do you know how many letters I've gotten about you?

Buster:
I don't know what you're talking about.

Claris Manning:
Like hell you don't!

[she picks up a stack of letters and throws them on the floor]

Claris Manning:
Would you care to read some? They're very intresting.

Buster:
I don't want to see them.

Claris Manning:
Of course you don't! They're not very nice to look at! I've gotten at least three for every year you've been away!

Buster:
You wouldn't have gotten them if you hadn't sent me away.

Claris Manning:
The best thing I ever did was send you to military school and out of my life! You're such a little bastard!

Buster:
Well, we all know what that makes you, don't we?

[Claris wheels up to Buster and violently slaps him across his face]

Buster:
[sarcastic] Thanks, Mother. I needed that.

Claris Manning:
You're a bad seed! The whole bunch of you are bad seeds!

Buster:
A bad seed comes from a diseased plant.