The Cider House Rules1999

[Mr. Rose has a hold on his daughter to keep her from riding off on her bike to get away in the middle of the night]

Arthur Rose:
Hey, nothin', man. You just go in the house. This ain't none of your concern.

Homer Wells:
Just listen to me...

Arthur Rose:
You are forgettin' yourself now. This is my daughter! Now, I believe ya have your own mess ya gotta deal with.

Rose Rose:
[Struggling to get free from her father] I wanna get...

Arthur Rose:
Ain't that right, Homer? Ain't that right, Homer? My daughter done told ya and I done told ya. This ain't your business. This ain't none of your business! Ya even know what your business is, Homer? Do ya! Come on, man! What is your business?

Homer Wells:
I'm in the doctor business. I can help. That's all I'm saying. I can help.

[Mixture of astonishment and relief washes over the Roses]