Now everybody in town is gonna pay!
Call Bernice. Tell her I'm gonna be a little late for dinner.
My daughter is a whore, that's what. You were bought by the fur, the jewelry, the presents. You're a whore. A filthy whore!
Papa, I wish I was. I wish I was a whore. Then I could walk out of here with you. But I can't. I just can't leave him Papa. I love him!
It's bad enough I have to pay those wops. Now I have to pay you too? Tomorrow the Irish will come. So enough...kill me already!