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Early Grayce: Got them both on the dead run.
Adele Corners: No! No, no, no Early!
Early Grayce: Come on, momma.
[Walks over to Brian who is standing over the wounded cop]
Early Grayce: Tell me that don't hurt. Here.
[Hands Brian a gun while pointing another one at his head]
Brian Kessler: What?
Early Grayce: Gotta put that crippled dog out of his misery. You wanna know about it, you gotta do it, son. Shoot him. Come on, lay it on in there. Come on, mean boy. Come on, mean boy. Do it! Shoot him! Shoot the dog! Time to live, boy. Shoot him. Come on. Go! Go, mean boy.
[Brian drops the gun]
Early Grayce: You faggot.
Brian Kessler: Look at his face! It's not your father. Look at him!
Early Grayce: I know that, you idiot. That's police in a world of hurting. This here's a mercy killing.
[He kills the cop]
Carrie Laughlin: Oh God!
Early Grayce: Let's hit the road.
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Early Grayce: You haven't even said thank you.
Adele Corners: Thank you.
Early Grayce: Thank you for what, Adele?
Adele Corners: I don't know, Early.
Early Grayce: Well, Adele, it's for saving your fucking life back there! Goddamn! You were this close, momma, from spending the night in the county morgue.
Carrie Laughlin: He wasn't going to shoot her, you murdering son of a bitch!
Brian Kessler: Stop it, Carrie.
Carrie Laughlin: What are you fucking insane?
Brian Kessler: Shut up!
Carrie Laughlin: He's a monster!
Brian Kessler: Shut up, Carrie!