Moral Orel, Season 2

[Later on in the hunting trip..]

Clay:
(After a large swig of alcohol) I gotta tell you, Cakey; your cup is always half empty. You need to be more like your old man and look at the blight side of things.

Orel:
Blight?

Clay:
I didn't say bright, I said blight. "My life is sunny and blight". Bright means the opposite, it means sudden withering death, and...(Suddenly despondent)...Oh, who am I kidding? My life is full of bright.

Orel:
You mean blight?

Clay:
Oh God...

Orel:
What's the matter?

Clay:
...I hate myself...

[Orel's eyes tear up as Clay looks at the bottle he's holding.]

Clay:
(Screaming) Why did you quit working on me?! She always fools me, Cakey. "I'll make things better dear. Drink me. Put me inside you, I'm great!" And she chokes me just like every other whore out there! They're all worthless, Cakey. Every woman. Don't let 'em get ya. All of 'em wanna get ya. They just grab you and pull you into them! And then you're forced to stay in and pull out and stay in and pull out! And then they gut ya. And then they've got ya by the part where it counts. And then they start SQUEEZING things out! Things that are like WEIGHTS AROUND YOUR HEAD! You sit there for the rest of your life, with NOWHERE to go and NO ONE to be!!! AAAAHHHH!!! AAAAHHHH!!! AAAAHHHH!!!

[Orel, terrified at this rant, accidentally discharges his gun.]

Orel:
Dad!