Driscoll: Your father was a good man, Nathan. We need to replace him with an even better one.
Nathan: Won't be you.
Driscoll: No, but with good friends, the right kind of friends, new chief of police could do wonders for this town.
Nathan: Friends? You mean thugs like Max Hansen?
Driscoll: Don't you call your daddy names, Nathan.
Nathan: I called my father "The chief." I'll be damned if I'm gonna let you fill his seat.
Driscoll: You already are... damned. Things are gonna change in Haven, Nathan. I'm going to change them. So either you leave and find someplace else to live your life, or you will suffer... like the rest of your kind.