- Cray: [after carrying Lee onto the couch and picking up the phone] I need an ambulance.
- Lee Tran: NO!
- [Cray hangs up]
- Lee Tran: My father made a tape of us.
- Cray: The fuck you talking about? Your father made a tape of us?
- Lee Tran: [Reaches for Cray] I'm sorry...
- Cray: [Pulls away] What, what do you want from me?
- Lee Tran: I have to leave the city.
- Cray: You want some cash?
- [Throws cash at her]
- Cray: Where's the tape? Where's the fucking tape?
- Cray: I remember you tried to explain to me once why life was different here. You said, "The difference is, down here the past isn't dead. It isn't even past."
- Clifford Fowler: Did I? Damn. Can sure turn a phrase, can't he?
- Cray: I thought about that for a long time.
- Clifford Fowler: I'll drink to that.
- Cray: I wanna speak openly and directly to you and I trust you'll do the same.
- Clifford Fowler: Son, I hope we can always.
- Cray: I want the tape. That tape was made for you, and I want you to give it to me.
- Clifford Fowler: [pause] You don't understand...
- Cray: DON'T BULLSHIT ME! You hired a blackmailer to get a tape on me like I'm some boot lickin' ward heel, I'm your god damned family.
- Clifford Fowler: I wasn't gonna use it like that.
- Cray: You already used it.