Someone has to protect this family from the man who protects this family.
This is my own private domicile and I will not be harassed... bitch!
Hey, tell your douchebag brother-in-law to head towards the light.
The Universe is Random. Not Inevitable. It's simple Chaos.
You are not the guy. You're not capable of being the guy. I had a guy but now I don't. You are not the guy.
Moral of the story is: I chose a half measure when I should have gone all the way. I'll never make that mistake again. No more half measures, Walter.
I have spent my whole life scared frightened of things that could happen, might happen, might not happen.
We're all on the same page. The one that says, if I can't kill you, you'll sure as shit wish you were dead.
You add plus a douchebag to a minus douchebag and you get, Like, Zero Douchebags.