So Michael, this is where dead men come back to life. It's been nearly ten years. But you'll keep for another day or so huh, old friend? You motherfucking fuck! I grieved for you! You weren't even fucking dead. You were my best friend. Well guess who's coming to shit on your doorstep, you fuck!

Steve Haines: Those bastards love to sell drugs.
Trevor: Who doesn't?

That girl is beat up from the feet up.

Next, I'll have this thing so far up your ass, your tonsils will be playing shadow puppets.

I think that I would recognize my own underwear, now give them back!