Laura Harrington:
Was there no dial tone?
Frank Harrington:
No, Laura. I just forgot the number to 9-1-1!
Frank Harrington:
Holy shit! The bitch shot me in the leg.
Laura Harrington:
[
calmly asking after she shoots Frank in his leg] Is he hurt?
Richard Harrington:
What's up little critter, I'm you're Uncle DICK!
Marion Harrington:
I'm pregnant...
Richard Harrington:
I smoke pot?!
Laura Harrington:
[
After Frank nearly hits an oncoming car] I hope you slept well! Shall I cook you breakfast?
Laura Harrington:
Look we have potato Chips!
Laura Harrington:
Should we save some pie for Michael?
Frank Harrington:
He's dead.
Laura Harrington:
Okay.
Laura Harrington:
Bang! Bang! You're dead!
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