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| Well, son, I'm afraid I've got some bad news and some good news. Which would you like to hear first? | |
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| Jeez, Doc . . . I . . . I guess I'll take the bad news first. | |
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| Your wife's been paralyzed in a horrible accident. For the rest of her life, you'll have to help her bathe, dress, eat, drink. You'll even have to change her messy diapers. | |
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| Jeezus, Doc! What's the good news? | |
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| The good news is that I'm fucking with you. She's actually dead! | |
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