Jimmie: Just give me the damn symbolic vaginas.
Marco: You are sick.
Priest: It's a wonderful thing, as time goes by, to be with someone who looks into your face, when you've gotten old, and still sees what you think you look like.
Roy O'Dell: Time for desperate measures. What about my daughter?
Jimmie: Absolutely not.
Roy O'Dell: Why not? She's not good enough for you?
Jimmie: She's fifteen.
Roy O'Dell: Well, it's pretty late in the game for you to be Mr. Choosy.
Grandad Shannon: As my last surviving descendant, you have a sacred duty to pass on my genetic material.
Jimmie: That's a lovely sentiment.