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Gentlemen,
thank you for your patience.
Considering
it's a pretty bad head wound,
his age, his confusion,
and his history of drinking,
keep him in the hospital
a day or so for observation.
I don't drink.
You hear that, Dad?
We won't be making Lincoln by Friday.
We have until Monday.
We're going to take you back home.
I'm not going home.
No, I can't wait until Monday.
That means I wouldn't be
back at work until Wednesday.
Selling record players.
I won a million dollars.
Congratulations.
That will just about
pay for a day in the hospital.
Dad.
Dad.
Dad.
Hey, I looked,
but I couldn't find your teeth anywhere.
They're by the tracks.
Listen, Mom talked to
Uncle Ray and Aunt Martha,
and they're going to put us up
in Hawthorne over the weekend.
I don't want to go to Hawthorne.
There's no sense going to Lincoln
over the weekend.
I will get you there Monday morning.
Anyway, Aunt Martha said
she'd invite all your brothers over
and have a little get-together on Sunday.
Mom's coming down on the bus,
maybe Ross and Marcie, too.
It'll be nice.
I don't want to go to Hawthorne.
Oh! Okay! Dad, I found it!
Here it is!
Oh, wait. This isn't yours.
I was kidding. Here.
These ain't mine.
Of course they're yours.
No.
Whose else is it going to be?
- See if it fits.
- They're not my teeth.
They have to be.
I ought to know my own teeth.
Of course they're my teeth.
Don't be a moron.
Well, hello there, boys!
- Hey, Aunt Martha.
- Hi.
Woody!
Martha.
Davey!
Look at you, Davey.
You couldn't have been more than 15
the last time you were here.
That was what I was saying to Dad.
It's been a long time.
Well, what do you got to
say for yourself, Woody?
Nothing.
What did you do to your head?
Fell.
You Grant brothers
sure are men of few words.
Come on in.
Look who I found
hanging around out front, Ray.
Your little brother, Woody.
What's up, Woody?
Nothing.
How about you?
Not much.
Hi, Uncle Ray.
You have a latrine?
Uh, around the corner, to your left.
You boys remember your cousin David?
- Bart.
- Hey.
- Cole.
- Hey.
It's been a long time
since we all met as kids.
What are you guys up to?
Not much.
This economy has just
tore up Hawthorne, Davey.
Things are hard for young men.
Yeah, I'm in the home theater
and electronics business myself.
It's a rough time, I'll tell you that.
Cole, here, did some jail.
Don't bring that up.
B*tch lied through her teeth.
I will not have
that language in my house.
Sorry, Mom.
Now, Davey, you sit down.
You must be starving.
I made sandwiches.
So, how long did it take you to get here?
I don't know. Uh...
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