Buster: Prison has destroyed the way you talk. If that's what it takes to impress these guys around here, then they are not your friends. Anyway, Annyong's playing soccer, but I guess I should just ignore it. Look the other way as Mom and Uncle Oscar and Annyong have the perfect little family...
George Sr.: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, wait, wait, wait. Oscar? My brother Oscar? Oscar's been coming around?
Prison Guard's Daughter: No touching!
George Sr.: No touching. No touching. You listen to me. You've got to take care of this Oscar situation. You get him out of there, all right? You make him wish that he'd never shown that ludicrous head of hair and that nice face of his.
Buster: I will do it, Dad.
George Sr.: Good. Put her there.
Prison Guard's Daughter: No touching!
Prison Guard: Her self-esteem is through the roof.