Character: Casey Mathis

- You will all die. But together as a family. Worthy.
- But we're not real family, I don't even know who these people are!
What?
She's right, it's the absolute truth. No, we're not related to each other - at all!
- No, we're just friends.
- [chorus] WE're NOT FRIENDS!!!
- I am a simple, ordinary drug dealer, I sell cheap weed, you know? You think my daughter? It was just a homeless punk. Honestly. And my "son"? This is a nerd who lives in the neighborhood. We don't even like. And my "wife" - she, in fact, a cheap stripper.
- Well, thank you, David, class.
- We won't tell anyone...
Wait, wait, you're in short trousers and terrible shoes a stripper?