Patti:
Carl... Carl, what happened? Is he...?
Carl:
Massive coronary. He died instantly.
Patti:
Really? You mean just...?
Carl:
And he left everything to you, sis.
Patti:
Really?
Carl:
No, it wasn't even him. It was Dr. Hemmel.
Ed:
You son of a bitch.
Carl:
Ooh, you really wish it was the old man in the ambulance, don't you?
Ed:
I did before, but now I wish it was you.
Carl:
How are your girls, Ed?
Patti:
That's right, we have girls. You know why? Because we weren't cynical and cold-blooded enough to put Ed's sperm in a centrifuge and spin it around to separate the X's from the Y's! Excuse me, brother, but no matter how much uncle Joe is worth, there is a line below which we will not go. Jolene? Joette? Let's go in, girls.
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