Molly quotes from Metalocalypse

So I took a music management course at a Wisconsin state prison, ya' know, can you believe that crap?

Molly

He's a manager! [tense music starts] He's gonna make an office above the garage!

Hell yeah! I manage like five bands in D block. You know? For good! You ever heard of the Twixies? It hasn't gotten out yet, but you know, I record some stuff, then hit the phones, I'm so good! It blew my mind! [tense music gets louder] I just wanted to talk to you, dude... we should start a frickin' label! Can you imagine that? You know? Brothers in business? I would be in charge of numbers. You just play the music, play those rat-a-tat-tat, play those drums. And I want to do it plenty, and big fans and labels. [tense music stops suddenly]

William

Awwm lemme outta here, I gotta pee-pee!

Nathan

Yeah me too!

Skwisgaar

Yeah that's for sure!

Toki

[catatonically silent]

Molly

Look, Pickles! Look how great your brother’s doing!

Pickles

...uh, where am I looking?

Molly

Look at his house-room!

Pickles

What, you converted the attic.

Molly

Look, he has an all-in-one fax-machine! [The fax machine is sitting on a piece of wood propped up by cinder-blocks.] He’s a professional! Go give him a hug!

Feels good, doesn't it? Fuck yeah. Hugging your own brother. Being close to his fuckin' face like this. [unintelligible...lots of swearing]. Look at fuckin' Dethklok in my fuckin' house-room! Ha! I'm calling Mitch and Bobby, they won't fuckin' believe this. I'm fuckin' excited about you guys throwin' me a bachelor party! Fuck! Oh, and by the way, this is little Amber, the love of my fuckin' heart. Wanna see an angel, go on, turn around.

Molly

You just missed another spot.

Rose

How many times are you going to pass that spot?!

Nathan

[driving] Where? Which one?

Rose

Back there! For God's sake! [Nathan backs up]

Nathan

I can't see with all these people in here! [another car takes the spot referred to]

Too late! You blew it!

Molly

Fantastic! [Nathan drives some more around the parking lot]

Ahh, Grandma, he's just trying to drive! Leave him alone and back off!

Molly

We don't speak to our grandmothers that way! Take this! [slaps Murderface]

OWWW!

Pickles

Mom! Don't smack Murderface! [gets slapped] Ow!

Rose

Quick! TUrn!

Nathan

Hey! I have four mothers telling me how to drive! What's your excuse, asshole?!

Tell him you're sorry.

Nathan

I'm sorry!

Nathan

Are you leaving?

Molly

Pickles! You need to cut this Realtor bullshit and get back to making a new record, so we can all make money again!

Pickles

Wait a minute! You don't even care that I'm the best regular jack-off realtor in the world?!

Molly

Fuck that realtor crap! I want you to go back to playing drums with your stupid band and fix the fucking economy!

You shoulds gos tell your mothers to go fucks herselfs!

You should tell your mother to go fuck herself!

You should tell your mother to go fuck herself!

Pickles

[enraged] Hey mom! GO FUCK YOURSELF!