Sergeant Moore (Angela’s father): “Fill me in on this Shawn Hunter will you, Mr. Feeny?”
Mr. Feeny: “Well I have seen Shawn overcome every obstacle life has thrown
at him and grow up to be one of the finest young men that I know. Shawn
is a deeply sensitive and caring individual. And I’ve never seen him as
happy as when he’s in the company of your daughter. And I always thought that Angela felt the same way.”
I’ll turn him into a flea. A harmless little flea. And I’ll put that flea in a box. And then I’ll put that box in another box. Then I’ll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives, I’ll smash it with a hammer! It’s brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! Or, to save on postage, I’ll just poison him with this!