(..) - Daddy! - Are you faking a heart attack? Kind of a Hail Mary. Happy Thanksgiving, Dad. Look, you're probably feeling a very strong urge... to sleep with me right now, and that is normal. Yeah. Britta... thank you. (..)

(..) to sleep with each other... and hey, that's normal. I'll get the drinks. So how about that? No muss, no fuss. Jeff, I urge you not to run from the muss and fuss. Hi. Hi. You must be my half-brother. Your hands are so much bigger than mine. (..)