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| I can't believe you pushed my new Mercedes-Benz off a cliff. A CLIFF. | |
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| Material possessions are bad, son. You'll thank me for this someday. | |
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| (sigh) I guess it's time you knew. I'm not really your dad. | |
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| Son, you're 117 years old. Move outta the fuckin' house already. | |
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