Buddy Bacon: [finding a pile of dismembered corpses] My God, boy, what have you done? Why... why? You mean they were messin' with your pigs? Jesus Christ, boy, you cant just slaughter people 'cause they were messin' with your hogs! Now we're in a heap of trouble. Ah, shit... I buy you a new drum-bunker cleaver for your birthday, and *this* is how you repay me? Sometimes you really piss me off. At least you made good, clean cuts.