Neal Huff

Cashier: Hi, welcome to McDonald's. What can I get for you?

Sonny: [to Julian] Okay, what do you want?

Julian: Cheerios.

Sonny: Cheerios? They don't got Cheerios. What else?

Julian: Lasagna.

Sonny: [to cashier] Lasagna? What the hell's the matter with you? We'll take hotcakes and sausage-

Cashier: Sorry, sir. We stopped serving breakfast.

Sonny: [looks at the clock on the wall] What are you talking about? We're, like, 4 seconds late.

Cashier: No, you're 30 minutes and 4 seconds late. We stop serving breakfast at 10:30.

Sonny: [Julian starts crying] Aw, HORSESHIT!!! No, no, no. Don't cry, I'm sorry. I wasn't cursing at you. I was cursing at the lady.

Customer: [sarcastically] Nice parenting.

Sonny: [also sarcastic; throws the man's fries; to Julian; Julian cries louder] Hey, thanks. Are you my therapist? Take a walk! Do you want a Happy Meal? Can I get you one of those Happy Meals? You got a Happy Meal? Can we get a Happy Meal? WILL SOMEBODY GET THE KID A HAPPY MEAL?!?!

Homeless Man: Hey, man, where's my Egg McMuffin?

Sonny: Breakfast is over at 10:30.

Homeless Man: Really?

Sonny: Yeah.

Homeless Man: I thought it was 11:00.

Sonny: [leaves] I thought that too.

Homeless Man: Total mind blower.

Sonny: [carrying a crying Julian; sets him down; Julian continues crying; Julian is still crying; Julian nods; runs in front of a car and hits the hood, the horn blaring. He hits the ground. Julian stops crying, wiping away his tears and begins to giggle] Will you just relax? Here. What do you want me to do? What will cheer you up? You're gonna meet Vanessa tonight. You'll like her. You wanna see me get hurt? Will that cheer you up? All right. You think that's funny? Good. No more crying.

Car Driver: [gets out of vehicle] You okay, man?

Sonny: Next time, kill me.

Phil Saviano: When you're a poor kid from a poor family, religion counts for a lot. And when a priest pays attention to you, it's a big deal. He asks you to collect the hymnals or take out the trash, you feel special. It's like God asking for help. So maybe it's a little weird when he tells you a dirty joke, but now you got a secret together, so you go along. Then he shows you a porno mag, and you go along. And you go along, and you go along, until one day he asks you to jerk him off or give him a blow job. And so you go along with that, too, because you feel trapped, because he has groomed you. How do you say no to God, right? See, it is important to understand that this is not just physical abuse, it's spiritual abuse, too. And when a priest does this to you, he robs you of your faith. So you reach for the bottle or the needle. Or if those don't work, you jump off a bridge. That's why we call ourselves survivors.