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00:56:33
William H. Macy, Emmy Rossum, Ethan Cutkosky
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-Following in the great man's footstep. -You get to cut into people?
-Bone-in porterhouse steak? -Anything you want.
-Mom's favoritism for her youngest-- CANDACE: Not true.
You need anything? Cigarettes, shampoo, hacksaw?
-Should we get him circumcised? -Hell, no, let that extra derma ride.
A blessing. My little kung pao blessing.
That and Carl's Morton leftovers are gonna tide us over the next two weeks.
Well, you could clip his ankle bracelet and his foreskin at the same time.
CARL: Hey, nobody touch my leftover lobster.
With a name like Chip, you'd think you'd wanna defy the stereotype.
l wanna put it in my cinnamon toaster waffle in the morning.
Sweetie!
When our lights dim, some poor fucker's getting his brains fried.
Ha-ha-ha. Now l know what all the fuss is about.
The baby, sweetheart.
...on the taxpayers' dime?
The GED, l passed.
l wanna put it in my cinnamon toaster waffle in the morning.
...after they've mow down half their classmates.
Wouldn't be the first time someone's disappoint me.
lt. The baby that shove its ginormous head out of my cooter...
...after he weasel her out of another 1 0 grand.
One hundred thousand volts of electricity zap into her skull.
[DOORKNOB RATTLES & SHElLA GASPS]
After seeing their mother slit her wrists? Traumatized.
...and l tuck them in, they're fine today.
You dodged a fucking RPG getting toss over by this one.
-They call the police? -She probably freak out like always.
My mom's okay when she's knock back enough Chardonnay.
FRANK: You stole my wife.
lt calm my nerves.
l really screw up Thanksgiving.
l reload, twice.
He drag her all the way to the Alps...
You belong with us.
You hang this doohickey around your neck...
Correct term for Down's kids is "developmentally delayed."
V will be okay keeping him overnight.
l reloaded, twice.
...who truly understands me.
-You with me? -Leave her alone.
Thanks. lt was a fucking horror show, but l finally had the damn thing.
Double-cut 48-ounce prime rib, medium rare...
Well, sorry to be late.
Listen, l kind of need to talk to you about something.
You'll be out soon, you'll see for yourself.
Sorry, we don't let him out of his cage very often. Carl.
KAREN: Anywhere far the fuck away from here.
They usually like to keep you for at least a day.
Yeah, l read the book a couple of years ago.
Don't you ever hose these things out?
At least till you're sure you're not gonna change your mind.
-They call the police? -She probably freaked out like always.
-What the fuck, Karen? -l never said it was your baby.
Uh-uh, too late. Spilt milk.
They'll give it to the retarded-freaks home or whatever.
-Yes, l do. -They're miserable people.
-She's fragile. -She's broken.
l was in there last year after my accidental overdose.
-Can't wait to meet them. JlMMY: You're gonna be disappointed.
When our lights dim, some poor fucker's getting his brains fried.
The attic? Like that movie about the Hebrew girl?
-Don't look so surprised. LlP: Hey, l'm not. That's, um--
Oh, Jesus. We're broke, Frank.
Thanks. lt was a fucking horror show, but l finally had the damn thing.
DEBBlE: Was it weird seeing Jimmy?
Yes, ma'am. Lost two toes over the summer, but she's hanging tough.
lt's gonna be okay. Shh.
Gotta keep your lD badge visible at all times on hospital grounds.
Dad's buying, so order the most expensive thing.
There, sweet boy.
Easy, cowboy. That orange one's for experts only.