Lucille: He stays there sometimes until 7:00, 8:00 at night. Peanut brittle on his breath. Is she the one who’s going to take him to the dentist?
Buster: She already has.
George, Sr.: May you live. May you be well. I give you my blessing.
Lucille: Are you out of your mind?
George, Sr.: Yeah, just follow the heart that God gave you, hmm?
Guard #2: No touching. No...
George, Sr.: Can you get me some of that peanut brittle?From "Storming the Castle"