[Mr. Rose has a hold on his daughter to keep her from riding off on her bike to get away in the middle of the night]

Hey, nothin', man. You just go in the house. This ain't none of your concern.

Just listen to me...

You are forgettin' yourself now. This is my daughter! Now, I believe ya have your own mess ya gotta deal with.

[Struggling to get free from her father]

I wanna get...

Ain't that right, Homer? Ain't that right, Homer? My daughter done told ya and I done told ya. This ain't your business. This ain't none of your business! Ya even know what your business is, Homer? Do ya! Come on, man! What is your business?

I'm in the doctor business. I can help. That's all I'm saying. I can help.
[Mixture of astonishment and relief washes over the Roses]