LIFE: Look, I’m sorry about this. I know you have stuff you want to do. But I’m going to take it all away.
HEATHER: What are you taking away? Our farm? No problemo. We’re adaptable.
LIFE: Not just the farm. Remember when you said (out loud) that the one thing you knew you’d always have with you, the one for-sure part of your future, was Brock? Well, I’m taking him.
HEATHER: No. That’s not okay. We have plans. We’re so good together. We just had a kid.
LIFE: Well, here we are.
HEATHER: Then what’s the point of it all? I wanted a life with Brock.
LIFE: You’ll need a Plan B.
HEATHER: I don’t want a Plan B. I want Brock.
LIFE: Sorry.
HEATHER: We have Isaac. He’ll need to be fed and stuff.
LIFE: That’s right. You’ll need a plan.
HEATHER: You suck.
LIFE: Ready?
HEATHER: No. Never.
LIFE: Here we go …
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