SON, YOUR MOTHER AND I ARE LEAVING YOU. I CANNOT TOLERATE YOU LIKE THIS.
Like whuh?
LOOK AT YOU. NO JOB. NO EDUCATION. YOUR HEAD IN A BEER MUG. YOU ARE, IN SHORT, WHAT SOCIETY MIGHT CALL A FAILURE.
I'm sorry. But goodbye.
Bye, Dad. Me sorry me no huh you wanted.
HE MAY BE A FAILURE, BUT HE'S MY FAILURE, GAT ** IT!!
Nicest ting anyone ever say 'bout me.
I KNOW. NOW GET YOUR A** OUT OF THE BEER MUG.