Dawson's Creek1998

John Witter:
That bastard was lying to me. He's in it up to his neck and he knows it.

Pacey:
Come on, you don't even know if this has anything to do with him.

John Witter:
A random arson incident in the middle of Capeside? Let's consider the chances of that, Pacey. If God hadn't blessed ya with my good looks, I wouldn't know whose son you were. Why don't you drive yourself home before you make another embarrassing comment?

Pacey:
I think I'll walk.

John Witter:
As if I care.

Pacey:
Nobody assumed you did, Pop.

John Witter:
You'll have to excuse my son, boys. His girlfriend moves away and all of a sudden it's his time of the month.

Pacey:
Screw you, okay?

Pacey:
[Mr. Witter grabs his arm and Pacey quickly removes it] Get your hands off me! You don't touch me again! Ever!

John Witter:
Finally, my boy gets a pair and all it took was getting his heart broken by some girl with a few screws loose.

Pacey:
[Pacey punches him] Andie did more for my life in six months than you did in 16 years, you rotten, drunkard, son of a b*tch! So if you want to make fun of me, if you want to bust on me, that's fine. But if you so much as make one more even slightly disparaging comment about the woman I love, you're going to policing this town from a hospital bed, you understand me? And one more thing, even if Mr. Potter was involved in all this, he's still 10 times the father you ever were!