Robert Doob: What are you gonna do? Shoot me?
Karen McCann: You broke into my house with the intent to do me bodily harm. The law says I have the right to protect myself.
Robert Doob: What? You want me to say I'm sorry? It could have been anybody. I don't even remember what she looked like. It's nothing personal.
Karen McCann: She was seventeen years old. She was five-foot two. She had brown eyes. Her name was Julie. She was my daughter.
Robert Doob: She was a great f-f-f-fuck.
Megan McCann: Look mom! That's my friend from the playhouse.
Karen McCann: Why don't you offer him a candy bar and maybe he will confess?
Robert Doob: Tough titty said the kitty, but the milk's still good.
Karen McCann: And you can't catch him! You can't punish him! You can't protect anyone else! You're completely useless.
