“He never was worth the powder it'd take to blow him to hell.”

“Don't worry, I can't be bothered! You're not worth the trouble it would take to hit you! You're not worth the powder it would take to blow you up. You are an empty, empty, hollow shell of a woman. I mean, what the hell are you doing in my house if you hate me so much? Why the hell are you married to me? What the hell are you doing carrying my child? I mean, why didn't you just get rid of it when you had the chance? Because listen to me, listen to me, I got news for you - I wish to God that you had!”

“But then anyone who's worth anything reads just what he likes, as the mood takes him, and with extravagant enthusiasm.”

“anyone who’s worth anything reads just what he likes, as the mood takes him, and with extravagant enthusiasm.”

“And if it's locked, I'll knock it the hell down."He thinks when he busts out "hell" I take him more seriously. Yeah. Insert eye roll here.”

“No. Thank you she said in a voice that said he could go to hell and take his jacket with him.”