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: Please don't get in the middle of this, Mr. Sherman. This is a family matter. Margot
: Don't talk to him like that. Henry Sherman
: Call me Henry. Chas
: I prefer Mr. Sherman. Ethel
: Call him Henry. Chas
: Why? I don't know him that well. Ethel
: You've known him for 10 years. Chas
: As your accountant, Mr. Sherman, yes.
: I've always been considered an asshole for about as long as I can remember. That's just my style. But I'd really feel blue if I didn't think you were going to forgive me. Henry Sherman
: I don't think you're an asshole, Royal. I just think you're kind of a son of a bitch. Royal
: Well, I really appreciate that.
: Are you trying to steal my woman? Henry Sherman
: I beg your pardon? Royal
: You heard me, Coltrane. Henry Sherman
: Coltrane? Royal
: What? Henry Sherman
: Did you just call me Coltrane? Royal
: No. Henry Sherman
: You didn't? Royal
: No. Henry Sherman
[he turns away
: But if I did... you wouldn't be able to do anything about it, would you? Henry Sherman
: You don't think so? Royal
: No, I don't. Henry Sherman
: Listen, Royal, if you think you can just march in here... Royal
: You wanna talk some jive? I'll talk some jive. I'll talk some jive like you never heard!
[Henry has gathered the family into Royal's room
] Henry Sherman
: Pagoda has something to say. Pagoda
: [points at Royal
] He has a cancer. Henry Sherman
: No, he doesn't. I know what stomach cancer looks like. I've seen it. And you don't eat three cheeseburgers a day with french fries if you got it. The pain is excruciating. Royal
: How would you know? Henry Sherman
: My wife had it. Not only is there no Dr. McClure at Colby General, there is no Colby General. It closed in 1974. Royal
: [getting out of bed
] Aw, shit, man. Pagoda
: Oh, shit, man.
: I just wanted to apologize for the other day, when I proposed to you. Ethel
: Why? I thought it was very sweet.
: Royal, this is Henry Sherman. Royal
: [shaking hands with him
] Hey, lay it on me, man. Henry Sherman
: How do you do? Royal
: Not too well, I'm dying.
: [about Royal's fake terminal illness charade
] Were you part of this, Pagoda? Henry Sherman
: Of course he was. Royal
: No... well, yeah, he was, but, I mean, he wasn't *that* involved.