Raymond Beaulieu: [to Laurianne] I missed... your delicious ironed toast. Zachary Beaulieu 15 à 21 ans: Do I look like a fag? Do I talk with a lisp? Strut like a peacock? Psychothérapeute: Nice idea of homosexuals you've got there. They're not all like that. Zachary Beaulieu 15 à 21 ans: They all become that way. Sooner of later. [lighting a cigarette] Zachary Beaulieu 15 à 21 ans: This is a waste of time. I'm not a fag. I'd rather die. [looking at the shrink, uncomfortable] Zachary Beaulieu 15 à 21 ans: It's just a fugure of speech. Isn't it obvious? Being happy and healthy, or miserable and fucked-up. It's a no-brainer. Zachary Beaulieu 15 à 21 ans: I want to be like everyone else. Madame Chose: Thank God, you never will. Raymond Beaulieu: [to Zac, in the car] I don't smoke or drink or swear anymore. Fuck! I left my bag of weed at the pub. Zachary Beaulieu 15 à 21 ans: You seem to be sniffing a lot for someone in detox. Raymond Beaulieu: Socking cock's made you a prick. Zachary Beaulieu 15 à 21 ans: [reminding Raymond his journey in jail] Your ass must've been raw after prison. Raymond Beaulieu: You would have enjoyed that, huh? Gervais Beaulieu: Be a man for once in your life and tell the truth! Zachary Beaulieu 15 à 21 ans: What do you want to hear? That I'm gay?! A fag?! That I suck cock?! Yes something happened but not with him. You know with who. Nothing happened earlier. But I would've fucking loved it if something had! Fucking right! Zachary Beaulieu 6 à 8 ans: What's a fairy? Laurianne Beaulieu: [surprised] Nothing. Hogwash. Christian Beaulieu 24 à 30 ans: [laughing at Antoine's hockey fight] You got beaten up by Tremblay's little fag. Antoine Beaulieu 21 à 27 ans: What, you four-eye fag? Antoine Beaulieu 21 à 27 ans: [after he surprised Zac imitating Bowie] You done imitating that fucking fag? Huh?! You're making us look like a bunch of idiots. [shows Zac people down the street watching him] Paul: [after Brigitte learned him that Zac was gifted] You can stop your girlfriend's monthly bleeding, too? Laurianne Beaulieu: [to Zac, after his accident] Thank God you were dedicated to Virgin Mary. Laurianne Beaulieu: [in the parking lot] It's what he wanted.
: So? It's not up to him. You want to turn him into a fairy? [looking at Zac's toy] Laurianne Beaulieu: Stop it, he's only five! Gervais Beaulieu: He's almost six and looks seven. Laurianne Beaulieu: Oh, come on! Gervais Beaulieu: Never mind 'come on'. Now return it. Go on. Gervais Beaulieu: [about gay people] You've got to be sick to keep your penis in someone else's ass! Laurianne Beaulieu: [pause] Hmm... You have bad memory. Gervais Beaulieu: [pause] Well... that was different...