"Children begin by loving their parents; after a time they judge them; rarely, if ever, do they forgive them."
I mean, well, 'cause when I was growing up, you know my dad left, and my mother died, and my stepfather went to jail, so I barely had enough pieces of parents to make one whole one.
— Phoebe, Friends
Carol: Yeah, I kinda lost it, didn't I?
Tony: You...kinda did. Look, the breathing thing is probably some kinda nervous tic. But the rage thing...you wanna tell me what's on your mind?
Carol: (sigh) It's...Father's Day. Not my favorite day of the year, you know?
Tony: Oooh. Yeah. Been there. Dads are...hard.
Carol: You ever have something like this?
Tony: Sure, I had a "tic". A hereditary one. In fact, Howard was...contagious. And by "tic," I mean whisky, straight up. Happy Father's Day, Danvers.
Carol: Right back atcha, pal.
Tony: You...kinda did. Look, the breathing thing is probably some kinda nervous tic. But the rage thing...you wanna tell me what's on your mind?
Carol: (sigh) It's...Father's Day. Not my favorite day of the year, you know?
Tony: Oooh. Yeah. Been there. Dads are...hard.
Carol: You ever have something like this?
Tony: Sure, I had a "tic". A hereditary one. In fact, Howard was...contagious. And by "tic," I mean whisky, straight up. Happy Father's Day, Danvers.
Carol: Right back atcha, pal.
— The Life of Captain Marvel
"The thought of me dead gives you an ERECTION?!"
— Malory Archer
Father, please forgive me for I know not what I do
I just never had the chance to ever meet You,
Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be,
My mother's evil seed and do these evil deeds
Mama had a baby and its head popped off
But Mama don't want me, the next thing I know I'm gettin' dropped off
Ring, ring, ring on the doorbell of the next door neighbors on their front porch
But they didn't want me neither, so they left me on someone else's lawn
Til' someone finally took me in, my great aunt and uncle Edna and Charles
They were the ones who were left in charge
My elementary, they'd gang up on me and sing this song
It went a little something like,
Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb,
Debbie had a Satan spawn, Satan spawn
Mama, why do they keep saying this? I just don't understand, understand
And by the way, where's my dad?!
I just never had the chance to ever meet You,
Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be,
My mother's evil seed and do these evil deeds
Mama had a baby and its head popped off
But Mama don't want me, the next thing I know I'm gettin' dropped off
Ring, ring, ring on the doorbell of the next door neighbors on their front porch
But they didn't want me neither, so they left me on someone else's lawn
Til' someone finally took me in, my great aunt and uncle Edna and Charles
They were the ones who were left in charge
My elementary, they'd gang up on me and sing this song
It went a little something like,
Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb,
Debbie had a Satan spawn, Satan spawn
Mama, why do they keep saying this? I just don't understand, understand
And by the way, where's my dad?!
— Evil Deeds, Eminem
Past Johnny: Dad always said, "Hungry people eat lunch, humble people serve it."
Present Johnny: DAD WAS AN ASSHOLE!
Present Johnny: DAD WAS AN ASSHOLE!
Marcus: But I thought your dad was the one you hated!
Willie: I hate him more than anything in the goddamn world...except her!
Willie: I hate him more than anything in the goddamn world...except her!
Rocket Raccoon: You people have issues.
Peter Quill: Well, of course I have issues! [points at a reforming, screaming Ego] THAT'S MY FREAKING FATHER!!
Peter Quill: Well, of course I have issues! [points at a reforming, screaming Ego] THAT'S MY FREAKING FATHER!!
You lie silent there before me
Your tears, they mean nothing to me
The wind howling at the window
The love you never gave, I give to you
Really don't deserve it
But now, there's nothing you can do
So sleep in your only memory of me,
My dearest Mother
Here's a lullaby to close your eyes, goodbye
It was always you that I despised
I don't feel enough for you to cry, oh well
Here's a lullaby to close your eyes, goodbye
Your tears, they mean nothing to me
The wind howling at the window
The love you never gave, I give to you
Really don't deserve it
But now, there's nothing you can do
So sleep in your only memory of me,
My dearest Mother
Here's a lullaby to close your eyes, goodbye
It was always you that I despised
I don't feel enough for you to cry, oh well
Here's a lullaby to close your eyes, goodbye
Charlie: Look, it's very simple. You were conditioned to seek Mom's approval. You're still seeking Mom's approval, and you make every woman a substitute mom.
Alan: But what about you? We have the same mother.
Charlie: I handle my conditioning in a different way. I have casual and often degrading sex with my substitute moms... but we're talking about you and not me so forget I said that.
Alan: But what about you? We have the same mother.
Charlie: I handle my conditioning in a different way. I have casual and often degrading sex with my substitute moms... but we're talking about you and not me so forget I said that.
Balthier: Empires parade down city streets, while refugees walk barefoot through the snow.
Larsa: And so I sue for peace to stop short war and ease their suffering. My father will choose peace.
Balthier: Will he now? You sound sure of yourself. You can never know another, even your father.
Larsa: And so I sue for peace to stop short war and ease their suffering. My father will choose peace.
Balthier: Will he now? You sound sure of yourself. You can never know another, even your father.
"DADDY ISSUES, CAN YOU FUCKING BELIEVE IT!?"
— Nas'hrah about Marina, Fear & Hunger: Termina
"I hate parents! I hate divorces! Now I have double the family stuff to deal with, and NO-ONE CARES ABOUT IT!"
— Wade Martin, Bully
