Young Adam: I've got the joy joy joy joy down in my heart, down in my heart... and if the devil don't like it he can sit on a tack.
Young Fenton: Ouch.
Young Adam: It's not fair! All I get to see are demons and Fenton gets to see God!
Dad: Come in and close the door. Are you afraid?
Dad: Of what?
Young Fenton: Yu You.
Dad: Only demons should fear me. You're not a demon are you? The angle said you were. I can't believe that. I won't. You're my son, and I love you more than my own life. You know what's funny about all this Fenton? I'm afraid of you.
Dad: You can't make things like that up, son. Killing people is wrong, destroying demons is good. Don't worry, God will send you your own list when you're older.
Dad: Ain't that Travis kid the boy whose been givin' you trouble at school?
Young Adam: Yep. He's a demon.
Agent Wesley Doyle: You'll never get away with this!
Adam Meiks: God will protect me.
Becky Meiks: Everything okay Adam?
Adam Meiks: Everything's just fine Becky. God's will has been served.
Becky Meiks: Praise God.
Young Fenton: Dad kills people and you help him!
Young Adam: Uh-uh. We're just fulfilling God's will. I'm telling Dad on you!
Young Fenton: These are people's names!
Dad: They may look like people on the outside, but inside...
Young Fenton: But Dad, that doesn't make any sense.
Dad: I know it sounds that way son, but it's the truth.
Dad: What has to be done has to be done. So kiddo, does it have to be done?
Young Adam: Let's go see Meatballs.
Young Fenton: Nah. I'm gonna go see 'The Warriors'
Young Adam: But uh, that's rated 'R'!
Young Fenton: We'll sneak in. Or you don't have to come.
Young Adam: Aw, come on Fenton. You know I don't like to see movies by myself. Please?
Young Fenton: Goodnight Adam.
Agent Wesley Doyle: Adam or Fenton, whatever the hell your name is, I really don't give a fuck. All I know is that your a murdering son of a bitch.
Young Fenton: It's all a big lie, you hear me? I think we need to run away, just for a little while. Until he gets better. Sooner or later Dad's gonna kill somebody and you know it.
Young Fenton: You gotta promise to God that if you ever destroy me you'll bury me here in the rose garden.
Young Adam: I promise.
Adam Meiks: I know who the God's Hand killer is
Agent Wesley Doyle: All right, I'll buy it- who?
Adam Meiks: Well you haven't even heard me out yet and already you doubt me
Agent Wesley Doyle: You ever wanted to be a policeman or something?
Adam Meiks: Yeah, well, you know, when I was a kid.
Adam Meiks: He was my father. I loved him even if he had gone crazy.
Adam Meiks: I hated Dad's God, and I would have run away if it weren't for my brother. I just couldn't leave him there.
Agent Wesley Doyle: Is everything you just told me true?
Adam Meiks: Why would I make it up?
Young Fenton: He can make me dig this stupid hole, but he can't make me pray, you hear?
Dad: Do you see what you made me do? You made me commit murder...
Young Fenton: I didn't make you do anything. You did! You're crazy!
Dad: You're my son, and I love you more than my own life. But you know what's funny about all of this, Fenton? I'm afraid of you...
Dad: You didn't think anyone knew about that, did you? But God saw you!
[Dad picks up his axe]
Dad: And you can't escape God's wrath!
Sheriff Smalls: Well, they hit puberty, seem to lose all respect for ya; me and my boy survived it, you will too.