Go away, I'm warning you. Go away or I'll kill you myself. See... that's the way I feel about you.
What's the use of looking backward? What's the use of looking ahead? Today's the thing -- that's my philosophy. Today.
You think you know something, don't you? You think you're the clever little girl who knows something. There's so much you don't know, so much. What do you know, really? You're just an ordinary little girl, living in an ordinary little town. You wake up every morning of your life and you know perfectly well that there's nothing in the world to trouble you. You go through your ordinary little day, and at night you sleep your untroubled ordinary little sleep, filled with peaceful stupid dreams. And I brought you nightmares. Or did I? Or was it a silly, inexpert little lie? You live in a dream. You're a sleepwalker, blind. How do you know what the world is like? Do you know the world is a foul sty? Do you know, if you rip off the fronts of houses, you'd find swine? The world's a hell. What does it matter what happens in it? Wake up, Charlie. Use your wits. Learn something.
Charlie, think. How much do you know about your uncle?
Young Charlie Newton
Why, he's my mother's brother.
We're not talking about killing people. Herb's talking about killing me and I'm talking about killing him.