"You wear your funny clothes and your long hair. You call honest cops "pigs." You sneer at everything -- family, religion, country. And what do you have to offer? Bad music, drugs, and a talent for sitting on your butts. You don't produce anything anyone needs -- food, shelter, security. If it weren't for the people you ridicule, you'd starve. If it were up to me, I'd let you die in the streets and be collected with the trash"

"The signal goes on and he shows up. That's the way it's been, that's the way it will be. Anything else about the man I couldn't tell you. "

"What's there to understand, exactly? You're training some kid to follow in your footsteps! Putting him in the path of bullets and madmen! "