(of the card)
What is that...?
What the hell is that...
...I was a friend of your fa...
You never knew my father.
(hits card out of
You get out of here, who the hell do
you think you are...
extricating Galvin from the commotion.
(to Funeral Manager)
I'm talking to this man...
Excuse me, Mrs. Cleary...
Who the hell do you think you are?
I don't want you coming back here.
Ever. Do you understand?
I was just talking to...
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