J.T. Barker: Do you think that jerk Roy do a better job raising your boy than you?
Karen McCoy: At least Roy is his father. At least he has a chance of a normal life with him.
J.T. Barker: Normal? What's not normal about getting on an airplane with your mam and go down to Rio with 3 million bucks?
J.T. Barker: That's right she's your mama. You're her son. We're rich. Let's go to Rio.
J.T. Barker: How many of these creeps have you got in your life?
