Ree: This fella with the money have a name?
Satterfield: Shit no. Probably left that in his other pants.
Ree: He might be hangin' around with Little Arthur and them. You think?
Teardrop: You don't wanna go around Little Arthur's askin' them people about anything they ain't offered to talk about. That's a real good way to end up et by hogs... or wishin' you was.
Merab: One of my nephews is Buster Leroy. Didn't he shoot your daddy one time?
Ree: Yes, but that's got nothin' to do with me. They settle that stuff themselves, don't they?
Merab: Shootin' him likely settled it.
Ree: What I really can't stand is the way I feel ashamed... for dad.
Teardrop: Well, he loved y'all. That's where he went weak.
Victoria: You know all those people, Teardrop. You could ask.
Teardrop: Shut up.
Victoria: None of them's gonna be in a great big hurry to tangle with you.
Teardrop: I said shut up once already, with my mouth.