Nat:
You know, Becca, when your brother died, I found the church very helpful.
Becca:
I know. I know you did, but that's you. That's not me, and Danny... Danny isn't Arthur.
Nat:
You know, I brought you to church every Sunday.
Becca:
Let's not start this again, okay, Mom? I'm just... I'm just calling about the cake.
Nat:
You're not right about everything, you know? What if there is a God?
Becca:
Then I'd say he's a sadistic prick.
Nat:
All right, Becca, that's enough.
Becca:
"Worship me and I'll treat you like shit." No wonder you like him. He sounds just like Dad.
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