Blood Father

Kirby Curtis: "You know the difference between fitting and proper?"
John Link: "Well, I'm not a trailer park poet like you, Kirby. You're gonna have to tell me."
Kirby Curtis: "Well, it goes like this. I could shove my thumb up your ass right now and it would probably fit..."
John Link: "Hmm...."
Kirby Curtis: "...but it wouldn't be proper!"
[both laugh]

John Link: "How 'bout I shoot you right now?"
Preacher: "With your daughter right outside?"
John Link: "Yeah, I might."
Preacher: "No, you won't. You can't. You're past that. I watched it, I saw it. You've changed."

"You sure are a good girl. You sure are. You sure... are."

"When you owe your life to someone, you better live it."

Lydia: "I don't wanna say too much because, you see, my boyfriend wanted us to get married so I wouldn't be able to testify against him in court."
John Link: "Pretty romantic."

Preacher: "What're you doing? Stealing from me, Link?"
John Link: "Stealing? You stole every goddamn thing I ever had. Now look at you. You're so fucking broke and pathetic, I can't even kill you for it. You even stole that from me!"

"Because "You're a 17 year old kid and you've got a lot to live for. You may not want to wake up tomorrow but the day after that, might just be great. Might be the best fucking day of your life."

"No, no, there's no winning or losing. You either want to wake up in the morning or you don't. And if you can't find a way to live with yourself well then, why run? Why come to me? Why do any of this?"