Leo: You'd rather take care of your plastic toy here than your own son, eh? Tell me dad, what's it got that I don't? It's smarter? More obedient? Not like me, right? But you know what? This thing is not your son. IT'S A F**KING MACHINE!

Carl: Leo, that's enough! ENOUGH.

Leo: You don't care about anything except yourself and your godd*mn paintings. You've never loved anyone. You've never loved me, Dad... You never loved me.