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Your son was an accident.
I wanted to kill you.
But you took it so personally.
Why didn't you just kill yourself or let it go?
No father could.
No brother could, either.
Neither could a sister.
Hey, baby.
Sasha, what the *** are you doing here?
Gee, archer, I guess I'm crashing.
You okay, baby?
Yeah, thanks.
Sasha, baby, I'm castor.
That's archer.
And I'm bored.
(sighs)
Put the *** gun down.
Man: Why don't you put your guns down?
What a predicament!
(screams)
Ugh!
Take care of our boy.
I love him so much.
Don't let him grow up to be like us. Promise?
Yeah.
See ya.