“Play it fuckin' loud!”

“My mother would say, 'Why are you always playing alone?' And I would say, 'I'm not playin', Ma. I'm fuckin' serious!”

“You don't otta like someone to like fuckin' 'em. You can even hate their fuckin' guts and still like fuckin' 'em. Sometime's that's the best kinda fuckin'. Angry, crazy, fucked up, fuckin'...”

“You respect women, you little fuckin' shit. It was a fuckin' woman who carried you around in her fuckin' body, fuckin' birthed you, and fuckin' lovedyou. And it's gonna be a woman who keeps you warm at night, who lets you inside her body, and it's gonna be a woman who carries around your fuckin' children. You fuckin' respect that, you feel me? You fuckin' respect women— all of ‘em— or I will end you.”

“I don't play with my life by talking bullshit.I might have some chances in this bitchy life,but I've got only one fuckin' chance to give...my best shot.”

“Wanna go to bed and play doctors?” Chuckling, she punched his arm. “No, I don’t.”“Sorry, that was immature. How about playing gynecologists?” Again, she chuckled. “I would, but lunch is calling my name loud and clear.”“Baby, I’ll call your name as loud and clear as you want.”