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Knock, knock. Is that you, death?
I hate you so much!
What are you gonna say to your dad? I'm not gonna say anything.
Apparently, I need to say some things to my father.
Mr. Hawthorne is ready to commence his bequeathings.
What? Why? Got drunk, didn't have a condom.
Why am I the only one he decided to torture?
I have no standards. What do you say we take a tumble?
I don't wanna listen to it. Britta, please. Britta.
Jeff, do you wanna see your dad?
That's all over now, we're here for him. So there's no point in feeling bad.
Oh. Thank God he didn't take it.
Hi. I got you some things from the gift shop to cheer you up.
Pierce, knock it off.
He loves you. He talks about you all the time.
Oh.
It's Britta. Oh.
It's H-A-W-T... Guys, what happened?
Don't apologize. You're talking to the guy that banged Britta's mom.