Dodee: Big Jim?
Big Jim: Yeah, what is it, honey?
Dodee: You're a sick... bastard. And one day, everyone's gonna know it. And they're gonna smile when you die.
Big Jim: Or exigent circumstances. I don't know what you call a murderer on the loose, ma'am, but I call it extremely exigent.
Carolyn: I call it just one more day in this damn hellhole and respectfully request that you leave.