Ronnie : Well, what do you think I should do then, Anj? Angela : Oh, hmm mmm, you don't wanna hear it. Ronnie : Oh no! Don't start this again! Rayland : Start what? What happened? Angela : He went to see Lucien, who told him his wife hasn't yet passed over. He said... Ronnie : He said she'd never get to heaven. Said she was holding on too tightly to cross over. I have no use for him. So what's wrong with you then, Anj? Angela : I. Want. You. To. Go. See. Lucien. Tipton!

Lucien Tipton : Well, you're in Arkansas. Ain't nowhere near Georgia! Leeallen Tipton : Sheriff's lost! You lost, little chicken? Ronnie : Could we talk somewhere a little more private? Lucien Tipton : LeeAllen! Get in the house Leeallen Tipton : Secrets, secrets, tell them well... keep your secrets... go to hell! Ronnie : C'mon Lucien... I'm desperate! There must be an easier way! Lucien Tipton : Well, sure there is sheriff. Just burn your house down in the middle of the day with everything you own let inside it. Leeallen Tipton : Ooooooh, I do love me a good barbeque! Lucien Tipton : Yeah, Sherriff... you and that little girl... is FUCKED!