Teardrop: Chomp down on that till the blood lets up. Your daddy couldn't face this last bust, couldn't face a 10-year jolt. He started talking to that fucking sheriff. You own me now. Understand? They’ve been waiting to see if I'll do anything. Watching. I can't know for a certain fact who went and killed my little brother. Even if you find out, you can't ever let me know who killed him. Knowing that would just mean I'd be toes up myself pretty soon. Deal?
Gail: No, get out of the -- open the door.
Sonny: What? What's happened?
Gail: Go on. Watch out. Gonna burn. Squeeze my hand.
Ree: Thank you.
Sonya: I just heard. I brought these over for you. They're painkillers. They're real strong. These are gonna kick in real quick. Start with two.
Sonya: She's gonna want more, but start with two and build from there, whatever number lets her rest.
Ree: Thank you. Will you stay until I fall asleep first?
Gail: Yeah, I will.
Ree: But then make sure they're doing their homework.
Gail: All right.
Ashlee: Does your arm hurt?
Ree: No. Not bad.
Ree: Blond Milton said him and Sonya would take Sonny in. I tell you that? Raise him on up from here for me.
Gail: Does he know? Sonny?
Ree: Not from us. If he knows, it's from somebody else blabbing, 'cause I never. He doesn't even know Dad cooks. If they took him, that might help some.
Gail: What about Ashlee?
Ree: She don't shine for them.
Gail: Well, what else can you do?
Ree: Beg Victoria and Teardrop to take Ashlee in.
Gail: God, I hope that ain't the way it goes, Sweet Pea. I hope to hell it ain't.