Ray: Dad, you sure I can't be on your side at this thing?
Frank: I told you, the South's a few guys short. Look, try yanking from the heel, okay?
Ray: I kind of thought I'd be on your side in this thing, you know? With you.
Frank: Look, I know what you're worried about. If we should come face to face out there, I'll just shoot you in the hand, all right? Ah, you're twisting. What's the matter with you?
Ray: Either I'm on your side in this thing, or I'm not gonna go.
Frank: You can't desert now.
Ray: There's no desert, Dad. There's no war here! It's just dressing up in costumes like it's Halloween with your friend Harry/Jeb.
Frank: You shut up now. This means something to us. There's camaraderie here. There's spirit. You don't understand anything about this! You have no idea what it feels like to stand on a battlefield pretending to fight for something you believe in!