Dylan Sprouse credited as playing...
Older Jeremiah
- Older Jeremiah: [picks up two pieces of coal and see's faces on them] Oh, you gonna cry if you don't get what you want?
- Older Jeremiah: [slams the largest piece of coal off the floor and draws on it with a red pencil] You killed your momma, look, thats blood. You killed your momma, I'm all you got left.
- Sarah: We gotta do something with your nose. Somebody fucked their slave and you've got the nose to prove it.
- Older Jeremiah: Fix it please.
- Sarah: [puts foundation on Jeremiah] Camoflauge it. See? I learned that in beauty school. One day I'll go back. I'll get a shot with the stars in Hollywood.
- Older Jeremiah: Take me.
- Sarah: Hold still. Alright, close your eyes.
- [puts eyeshadow on Jeremiah]
- Sarah: Look left... look right... blink... look at me.
- Older Jeremiah: Can I come to Hollywood with you?
- Sarah: [starts putting lipstick on Jeremiah]
- Older Jeremiah: Can I come to Hollywood...?
- Sarah: Hold still. You're making me late for work. I wanna leave before Jackson gets back.
- [points to the mirror]
- Sarah: Well?
- Older Jeremiah: [stares at himself in the mirror] I'm pretty.
- Sarah: What did I tell you? You were meant to be a girl.
- Older Jeremiah: I know.
- Sarah: [starts curling Jeremiah's hair, while Jeremiah starts messing with his lipstick] Stop doing that! Don't mess my lips!
- Older Jeremiah: Sorry.
- Sarah: My hair used to be blond like yours. Yours will get darker, too. We're beautiful girls, aren't we?
- Older Jeremiah: [imitating Sarah while wearing her baby doll nightie] You're so beautiful, baby doll. Thank ya, honey. Daddy's sexy girl. How's my baby doll's honey pot? I know you'll love me, Jackson.
- Jackson: What in the hell are you doing? Jesus Christ Jeremiah, what's gotten into you? Did your mother put you up to this? Is she home early? Sarah!
- Older Jeremiah: It's me, Daddy. I'm your baby girl.
- Jackson: You do look like your mother a little bit back in the day.
- Older Jeremiah: [puts his thumb in his mouth seductively]
- Jackson: Get your thumb out of your mouth! You know you ain't supposed to do that.
- Older Jeremiah: [turns around and wiggles his butt in Jackson's face]
- Jackson: There's something wrong with you, boy.
- Older Jeremiah: [jumps in Jackson's lap]
- Jackson: Lord, help me!
- Older Jeremiah: Ain't your little girl perty?
- Jackson: [offers Jeremiah his beer] You want some of this?
- Older Jeremiah: Mmm hmm.
- [drinks his beer and sighs heavily in Jackson's face]
- Jackson: [takes the beer away] That's enough.
- Older Jeremiah: Play with me. Please Daddy? Play with me.