You don't know what it's like. Everything changes when you have children. You don't think...

Raymond Avila:

[Raymond has caught Dennis in his home]
Get off my bed! Dennis Peck:
[about shooting Amy Wallace]
Sorry about the dyke, Raymond. Cute little ass. [Raymond decks him] Dennis Peck:
[spitting blood]
You're so fucking easy, Raymond. Like a big baby with buttons all over. I push the buttons. Dennis Peck:
[draws a knife]
I'm going to miss my children. Gonna miss them. Raymond Avila:
Put the knife down! [Dennis doesn't, so Raymond shoots him] Dennis Peck:
[to Kathleen]
You think he was aiming for my leg? [to Raymond] Dennis Peck:
That's pretty good. You're pretty good there, Raymond. Raymond Avila:
I'm taking you in. Dennis Peck:
Fuck you! You're so correct. You don't feel [attempts to get up] Dennis Peck:
because *you* do not have *children!* [gets up] Dennis Peck:
You don't know what it's like. Everything changes when you have children. You don't think about yourself anymore. You think about nothing but them. You'd go around the world for them, you *selfish YUPPIE!* [runs for Raymond with the knife, Raymond shoots Dennis twice, killing him]