Michael: I think it's getting too risky keeping you up here.
George Sr.: You know what's risky? Lettin' your son go on that church thing.
Michael: Her name's Ann, Dad, and he's not "going" on her, okay? They're just friends.
George Sr.: Not for long. They're making promises to each other. It's all that fidelity and pledging yourself to a woman garbage. You know, I wine 'em and dine 'em, but I don't let 'em tell me what to do. [to the dolls] I don't let 'em tell me what to do.
Michael: Okay, I should've never taken the pumps out of here.