Sorry, Peg, I didn't hear you. I was thinking of killing myself
I don't want more people in this house. I want less. I want my life back, dammit. I want my youth. I want my hair. I want... this room. It's really nice... Are you thinking of moving out, son?
Peg we've been married for 17 years. Can't we just be friends?
You go home and tell your daddy you have the mail-man's eyes
