Oh, that's O-N-C-O-L-O-G-Y.

sweet child around here.

Them guns was mine.

And mine is with child.

but uh, n-o. No, Jack.

She was such a dear, sweet child...

sweet on him now that we're carrying his child?

- Make mine sweet and sour. - Lo mein for me.

Liked to use this real sweet gun he got.

Whatever guns them cops took out the truck last year. They mine.

O God, entrust this child, Laura, to thy never-failing care and love, and bring us all to thy heavenly kingdom, through the same thy Son, Jesus Christ, our Lord, who liveth and reigneth with thee, and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and forever.