Castor Troy: You'll be seeing a lot of changes around here. Papa's got a brand new bag.
Castor Troy: If you dress like Halloween, ghouls will try to get in your pants.
Dr. Walsh: What do you want?
Castor Troy: Take one goddamn guess!
Castor Troy: Lies, deceit, mixed messages... This is turning into a real marriage.
Castor Troy: I hate to see you go, but I love to watch you leave.
Castor Troy: It's like looking in a mirror. Only... Not.
Pollux Troy: Seeing that face on you makes me afraid my tiramisu might come back up.
Castor Troy: Well, think about me. This nose. This hair. This ridiculous chin.
Castor Troy: You're not the only one in the family with the brains.
Pollux Troy: No, although now I am the only one with the looks.
Castor Troy: Touche.
Castor Troy: No daughter of mine would shoot so wide.
Castor Troy: Well, I've gotta go. I've got a government job to abuse, and a lonely wife to fuck. Oh, sorry. Make love to.
Chosen answer: It's obvious that enough time hasn't passed for a trial of such magnitude to take place, meaning that the brothers have been remanded in custody to await trial. They should have been arraigned but we don't see that onscreen.