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"Hey Dad. It's me, Joey."

"Billy? I was wondering when you'd come."

"Ugh. Have you taken your meds today?"

"Medicine?! Back in my day, we just died like men."

"C'mon, Dad! You gotta take your medicine!"

"Nah! I'll die a noble death."

"Ugh."

"You know, Billy, back in my day, we hated all races!"

"Ugh. Yeah, yeah."

"Yup! Horses, boats, cars-"

"Wow! I was expecting that to go in a completely different-"

"Humans based on the colour of their skin."

"-there it is."

"Hey! I have an idea. What's say that you and I do some father son bonding experience? Get you outta this place."

"Bonding? What's that, a covert Russian operation? Does it involve torture?!"

"Whew... you know what? Um- just- ...talk."

"I tell you what, Billy. It's time I fuckin' broke outta this place."

"But, I- what do you mean 'broke out?'"

* Dad pushes Billy *

"Ah- hey! Dad, what the fuck?!"

"You'll never catch me! I'm alive!!"

"Dad, come back! I haven't inherited all your will yet!

Oh... what the fuck am I gonna tell my wife? I haven't siphoned his fucking bank account yet!"