The girl just wants to bed you; she don't wanna wed you. You don't even blink? She wants to worship at the temple of Sean Devine.
You do death alone, but I coulda helped her with the dyin' part.
Whitey Powers: The moment I laid eyes on him, I could tell he'd done time. They never lose it, you know. That tension, it settles up around their shoulders.Sean Devine: He just lost his daughter, maybe that's what's settled in his shoulders.Whitey Powers: No, that's in his stomach. The tension in his shoulders, that's prison.
Michael, Michael, Michael, Michael, Michael.