There Will Be Blood2007

Daniel Plainview:
You're not my son. Never have been. You're an... you're an orphan. D'you ever hear that word? [to George] Tell 'em what I said! You operated here today like one. I should have seen this coming. I should have known that under this, all these past years, you've been building your hate for me piece by piece. I don't even know who you are because you have none of me in you. You're someone else's. This anger, your maliciousness, backwards dealings with me. You're an orphan from a basket in the middle of the desert, and I took you for no other reason than I needed a sweet face to buy land. D'you get that? So now you know. [whistles mockingly] Look at me. You're lower than a bastard. You have none of me in you. You're just a bastard from a basket.

HW's Interpreter, George:
I thank God I have none of you in me.

Daniel Plainview:
[H.W. and George get up and begin to leave the room] You're not my son. You're just a little piece of competition. Bastard from a basket. Bastard from a basket! You're a bastard from a basket!