Jack Cucchiaio: This lunatic has been attacking me all night, he's just broken into my house, and I need a squad car here right now... Okay, this is going to sound ridiculous... but, he's got - a spoon- b-but it hurts like hell, and - hello? Hello?... Fuck.
Narrator: Some murders takes seconds. Others take minutes. Some murders take hours. Now, this murder... takes years.
Jack Cucchiaio: Get out of my house! What the fuck is wrong with you?