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{{quote|''"You want to [[Dying Alone|die alone]]? Fine. You want to [[Why Won't You Die?|keep coming back and never die]]? That's fine too. In fact, I hope you go on living as the unhappy person you are in the hell you've created for yourself. I hope you live forever. I '''really''' do."''|'''Peggy Hill''', ''[[King of the Hill]]''}}
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From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
He was big and bent and gray and old,
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said: [[My Name Is Inigo Montoya|"My name is]] '[[Embarrassing First Name|Sue!]]' [[Hello|How do you do!]]
[[Prepare to Die|"Now you gonna die!!"]]
|'''[[Johnny Cash]]'''|''A Boy Named Sue'' }}
{{quote|'''Eddie:''' How dare you! You think I fought a war just so a mouthy little scum like you could call me a coward?
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'''Nathan:''' Try me.
'''Mike:''' I didn't see the point in telling you about him; it would have just upset your mother.
'''Nathan:''' Oh, more than you cheating on her, or walking out on us, and generally being a complete twat? And you ''never'' even tried to contact him? [[Sarcasm Mode|Brilliant. Yeah, first-class parenting there, dad, well done!]]
'''Mike:''' I thought about seeing him. The longer it went on, it just... got harder.
'''Nathan:''' And you wonder ''why'' he hit you in the head with a toaster and put you in the boot of his car?
'''Mike:''' He just turned up out of the blue! I didn't know what to say to him.
'''Nathan:''' Even for you, that is just unbelievably shit.
'''Mike:''' Like you never got anything wrong? [[Not So Different|We're not so different, you know.]]
'''Nathan:''' We are ''completely'' different! [[Tall, Dark and Snarky|I'm gracefully tall, you're freakishly short!]]
'''Mike:''' [[Lampshade Hanging|Where do you get this stuff?]]
'''Nathan:''' I dunno, it just comes to me, I have a gift. So, what're you gonna do about him?
'''Mike:''' What am I supposed to do?
'''Nathan:''' You're supposed to be a dad to him!
'''Mike:''' Well, I don't even know him.
'''Nathan:''' Yeah, what's your excuse with ''me?''
'''Mike:''' (Through gritted teeth)
'''Nathan:''' (Voice beginning to crack) Don't change the subject now! We're talking about your ''other'' son!
'''Mike:''' [[Moral Myopia|The little shit should be grateful I am not pressing charges!]]
'''Nathan:''' You know what? ''He's better off '''not''' knowing you! I wish, '''I wish''' I was him!''
(Mike gets to his feet, thinks for a moment, and then leaves)
'''Nathan:''' Where're you going? ''That's right Dad, walk away with your tiny little legs, '''you [[Precision F-Strike|FUCKIN']] midget!''' ''
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