Sylvia Hunter: I'm perfectly willing to come to you whenever you want.
Ken Jorgenson: All summer?
Sylvia Hunter: All summer.
Ken Jorgenson: What about the winter? All the winters... all our lives?
Helen Jorgenson: Get that disinfectant bag and clean this bathroom. Don't forget the toilet seat.
Molly Jorgenson: I'm... I'm sure everything's clean, mother.
Helen Jorgenson: You can never be too sure.
Helen Jorgenson: Don't you ever underestimate the value of a decent reputation.
Johnny Hunter: Don't you hurt her again. Don't you hurt her. You hurt her and I'll kill you.
Helen Jorgenson: Don't you dare threaten me.
Sylvia Hunter: We live in a glass house - we're not throwing any stones.