For the Boys1991

Dixie:
You're gonna kill him you fill his head full of this crap!

Eddie:
Such as what?

Dixie:
Such as "Don't study," "Everything comes easy," "Life's a big party."

Eddie:
Oh, well, sounds good to me.

Dixie:
Oh yeah? You got three daughters. Why don't you give them the benefit of your wisdom?

Eddie:
Because my wisdom is for a son. I got a closet full of baseball cards...

Dixie:
Don't break my heart!

Eddie:
Alright. How long's it now been -- eight years Michael's dead?

Dixie:
You shut up!

Eddie:
No. You let me talk. Now enough is enough here. That boy needs a father. He needs a man in his life -- somebody he can talk to, somebody who can teach him, somebody who can show him.

Dixie:
What? How to screw the chorus girls?

Eddie:
Yeah, why not if he wants to... yeah, why not! That's life! Hey, I wish somebody was there to teach me how to kiss 'em, how to talk to 'em -- how to jack off!

Dixie:
What did you say?

Eddie:
That's right, lady! Who's gonna tell him it's alright -- that his thing won't fall off -- his mother? Why don't you put a dress on him and forget about it?

Dixie:
I would, but then you'd probably make a pass at him!