Mike Rogo: I think what I don't like about you, Scott, is your attitude. Or does it go deeper than that?
Reverend Frank Scott: Maybe we're two of a kind, Mr. Rogo. You don't like looking at yourself.
Mike Rogo: That's enough outa you, Mister.
Mr. Manny Rosen: I want to stay with her a little longer.
Reverend Frank Scott: You've got one minute.
Mike Rogo: You! Preacher! You lyin', murderin', son of a bitch! You took from me the one thing I loved in the whole world! My Linda.
Mrs. Belle Rosen: Mr. Scott, a fat woman like me cannot climb.
Linda Rogo: Oh my God. Who's not dying.
Reverend Frank Scott: Please GOD not this woman.
Linda Rogo: Jesus Christ! What happened?
Reverend Frank Scott: We've turned over.
Robin Shelby: I'm sorry Mrs. Rosen, I didn't mean it to sound like that.
Mrs. Belle Rosen: What, I miss something?
Robin Shelby: When I said I helped my dad pull in a 600 pound swordfish. I didn't mean that I thought you weighed that much.
Mrs. Belle Rosen: All that's going on and THAT'S what you're worried about?
Robin Shelby: Sure, what else?
Mrs. Belle Rosen: You're a good boy.
Robin Shelby: Tell my sister.
Nonnie Parry: Did you like his music?
Mike Rogo: Ya had a lotta guts, lady... a lotta guts.