| Reagents approaching the Orphanage
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| Wakey, wakey my little angels. Let's all enjoy some angel dust so we're ready to seize the day.
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| When Reagent stands across the desk area after her announcement
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Daddy, who are these people?
Let's dig around inside them and find out.
Oooh, lets.
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| When Reagent is in Broadcast Room
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It's happening, Daddy, they're coming for the children.
Nuts to that chomo bullshit.
I'm going to kill them, Daddy.
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| Patrolling the Bedrooms
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| Such happy, such enthusiastic children.
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Just warms the cockles of my heart to see the children so happy and engaged.
I got your hot cockles.
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| There we go children. Fill your heads.
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| It's such an invigorating way to start the day.
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Daddy, you don't have nostrils, do you? How ever do you get out of bed in the morning?
Chased by a whore, I guess.
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| Anything to see my children smile.
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| The fucks do you think you're doing? ( 2 )
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| Don't you taint my babies with that drivel.
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| Cover your ears children. It's awful.
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| Will you shut that godawful racket off!
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We had music. We were having fun.
What the fuck is this?
I hate it. I just hate it.
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| Thanks fucks I don't have ears to listen to this shit. ( 2 )
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| We will return to our regularly scheduled programming.
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| Don't you touch Mama's radio.
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| These are my radios.
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| We're trying to wake the children up, not bore them to death.
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| Daddy, have you ever heard such mind-numbing drivel?
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| I wants cocaine! ( 2 )
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| We will have music and make merry!
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| No, no, no. It's dancing time. It's fun time. You horrible old grumps. ( 2 )
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| Intercom for Classrooms
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Fucks the Corinthians. I want to watch some goofballs get the grease.
Just as Doctor Daddy ordered.
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Don't worry children, Mother's your substitute today, and we're going to watch some movies.
Snuff time! Get your asses in classes, we're going to watch some murder.
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Language, Daddy.
Fuck yourself, Phyllis. ( 2 )
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| Oh, never mind that, children. We're going to watch some fun movies.
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Now would anybody want to watch that... that... um...
Fucking boring bullshit.
Like Doctor Daddy said. Come to class children, we'll watch something fun.
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| Gooseberry's film song played in Theatre
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| Cocaine habit might sweet, Goose you outta bed get you on your feet. Hey little baby, come and take a wiff on me. Wiggle on down to the Gooseberry patch, get you so high, knock you on your ass. Hey, Hey, Sweetey take a wiff on me. Anybody says cocaine ain't good, Is a motherfucking liar and a peckerwood. Hey, Hey, Honey take a wiff on me. They tell you behave say you gotta do right, Cocaine'll get you out there fuckin' and fighting, Say Hey, Hey, Baby take a wiff on me.
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| Intercom for Chapel
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You'll be praying for forgiveness after all the fun we have. Or at least a mop to clean it all up. ( 2 )
Yes children, you've prayed enough. I think it's time we have a party.
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| Aw. Prayers won't help you any more. We might as well have a party.
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Pray in one hand, shit in the other, see which one fills up first.
Daddy. That wouldn't be hygienic. And we want our party to be a nice, clean party. I'll see you in the chapel, children.
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| No, no, no, no, no. No more prayers. It's time for a party. Come to the Chapel children, and we'll make some fun.
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More prayer?
Ackk. Ackk. That's me, dying of boredom.
Oh don't die, Daddy. We'll have a party instead. See you at the chapel.
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| After first communion
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| No! No! Run, children! Run away.
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| You're ruining them! ( 2 )
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| What are you doing to my children? ( 2 )
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| They're going to take my children away from me!
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You awful, evil...
Chomo fucks! We're gonna kill you!
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| My beautiful children. You fucked my beautiful children.
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| You ruined my children!
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| You hurt the children!
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| You want blood?! Is blood what you want?!
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| Let me at those god-mongering scumbags! Run, Phyllis!
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| Let's take it back to the good old God of wrath!
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| You want to believe in a fairy tale? I've got a... a story for you...
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| Executing Reagent trying to exit the trial
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| Now you can meet your Jesus. ( 2 )
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| It turned out to be a party after all.
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| Hurt them, Daddy.
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| It's the only way you'll learn.
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You want to be redeemed in blood?
Good luck!
Don't talk with your mouth full, Daddy.
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| Fucks you and fucks Jesus!
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