Jed Potter : It drives you crazy, doesn't it? To be the smartest person in the room with no real power because of that smelly clam between your legs. That's why you became a whore, isn't it, Sister? You're wearing red knickers right now. Oh, come on, Sister. Put me in your mouth. You've had 53 cocks in there already. You were the town pump, weren't you, Sister?
Jed Potter : And the Lord said to the cripple, "Take up thy bed and fly!"
Jed Potter : Tell me... about the little girl in blue, Judy. The young girl, the innocent. And you so drunk, you couldn't find your way home.
Missy Stone : You never even bothered to get out of the car.
Jed Potter : You are a murderer, Judy. You're a murderer! Murderer! Murderer!
Sister Jude Martin : Shut up! You shut up! Shut up! Liar!
[Slaps Jed multiple times across the face]
Jed Potter : Yeah, hit me harder!
Sister Jude Martin : No!
Monsignor Timothy Howard : Don't listen to him!
Jed Potter : That's right, Father. Protect your whore. It's you she thinks of when she touches herself at night.
Sister Jude Martin : You're a liar!
Jed Potter : [Cackles] Oh, yes. Protect your whore.