Billy's Father (uncredited): I've told you before; I don't want you to read this crap! I never saw such rotten crap in my life! Where do you get this sh*t? Who sells it to you? I am talking to you, young man! Answer me when I talk to you! You remember who puts the bread on the damn table around here!
Billy's Mother: Don't be too hard on him. All the kids read them.
Billy's Father (uncredited): My boy isn't all the kids! Do you want to know where this is going? Right into the garbage! You got any smart mouth about that?
Billy: I don't see how it's any worse than the books you keep in your dresser; the ones under your underwear. Those sex books! (Gets smacked by Stan.)
Billy's Mother: You didn't have to.
Billy's Father (uncredited): Hit him? Not only do I find out he's reading this crap, but he's a little snoop as well!
Billy: It wasn't like that! You asked me to get your cufflinks! It was on Sunday!
Billy's Mother: I'll go down and close the windows before the rain gets in.
Billy's Father (uncredited): I'll do it. I got some garbage I want to throw away.
Billy: Daddy, please, don't throw it away. I'm sorry.
Billy's Father (uncredited): Next time I find you with a worthless piece of shit like this again, you won't sit down for a week! You remember that! Tuck in.