Wrongfully Accused

Don't move. I've got a gun. Not here... but I got one.

— Your dog certainly has a surprised look on his face.
— Well, that's because you're looking at his butt.
— Uh... oh. Then he's certainly not going to enjoy that treat that I just fed to him.

— Nice new weapon. Right, Sean? Signal "yes"... by shooting yourself in the head 3 times.
— Don't. It's a trick.

— You see, I think she's my sister.
— Sister?
— It's like a brother, only you do each other's hair.

You shall be executed buffet style, lethally injected, electrocuted... and placed before a firing squad.

There are two things that frost my butt: It's a snow cone about that high... and the other one is Ryan Harrison.