- Frank McNeil: It reminds me of you. The little bird growing up.
- Lilly McNeil: Not now.
- Frank McNeil: Oh... oh... You're not my little girl anymore, are you, Lilly? Oh, we used to be so close.
- Lilly McNeil: Let me go!
- Frank McNeil: Say you like it! Say you like it!
- Lilly McNeil: No!
- Frank McNeil: What's wrong with you?
- Frank McNeil: All those times that he came for me. 127 times! 127 times I was not his daughter, I was just his whore!