Chairman: Mr. Evans fits the criteria of a malignant narcissist. Acts of rage frequently involving the attentions of a woman. There's violence in this man.
Dr. Ross: Your parole is denied.
Colin: I would have thought, all those brains you've got, you would have figured out the game I'm playing by now.
Colin: I'm sorry. I don't mean to bother you. I just lost control of my car and wrecked it and.
Terry: Are you all right?
Colin: I'm good. I just had a crash. Do you think I could use your phone?
Terry: You live around here?
Colin: Yeah, over on River Road... I don't even need to come in. I'll stand right here. You can hand the phone, shut the door.
Terry: I'm feeding my daughter. I'll be right back.
Colin: All right, thank you.
