“jock; Back offRoyd; Are you threatining me??Jock; Not if you back off!!Royd: You look like shit go to bed.Sophie: Take your hands off meRoyd: Better mine than sanbornes.Sophie; Take your hands off me or so help me ill make a unic of you!Royd; Try it fight me i want to hurt youSophie: Then youre sucssedding il have bruise are you happy?ROYD: NO IM NOT HAPPY!Jock: Two years ago her father shot her mother tryd to kill her son and ended up shoting sophie instead the attack came out of the bule”

“V settled back against the pillows and measured the hard line of her chin."Take off your coat.""Excuse me?""Take it off.""No.""I want it off.""Then I suggest you hold your breath. Won't affect me in the slightest, but at least the suffocation will help pass the time for you.”

“You stay away from her. Do you hear me? Back the fuck off. Blaire loves me; she’s just confused and hurt. She’s also very vulnerable. So help me God, if you even think you’re going to take advantage of her current state I will beat the shit out of you.”

“My your balls wither away and you develop and allergy to Viagra and all it's counter-parts(Sophie to Royd)”

“I slip her shirt over her head and she tries to cover herself, but I move her arms out of the way and kiss up her neck while I talk about all the things that are no longer just mine.'Will, stop.' She laughs and attempts to pull my hands away from her bra. 'You can't take off my bra, we're in our driveway. What if they come outside?''It's dark,' I whisper. 'And it's not your bra. It's our bra and I want it off.' I slip it off her, pulling her against me as I rub my hands down the length of her back, then around to the button on the front of her jeans. 'And I want to take off our pants.”

“Look, I’ve got her, I’m carrying her, and I’m taking her to the hospital. So you can back off and let me do what I’m going to do, or you can get your ass kicked and I’m still going to do what I’m going to do. Your choice.”