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: Shelly's already told me all about about sex. Harry Sultenfuss
: She told me too. I mean, she told *me* she told *you* about sex. I - I personally knew about sex long before I met Shelly. Vada
: I figured you did.
: Your Dad's a paranoid nitwit who has never let his baby girl out of his sight for the simple reason that he's a paranoid nitwit.
: Hey, you're not eating your meatloaf. Shelly DeVoto Sultenfuss
: If I eat it I'll throw up. Hary Sultenfuss
: Well you should at least try a little bit. Shelly DeVoto Sultenfuss
: Then I'll throw up a little bit.
: [At the hospital, finally noticing her ears
] Hey what's on your ear?
: [after finding out Veda and Shelly bought Veda airline tickets to LA
] I thought it was illegal to sell airline tickets to minors!
] Vada Sultenfuss
: I was born jaundiced. Once I sat on a toilet seat at a truck stop and caught hemorrhoids. And I've learned to live with this chicken bone that's been lodged in my throat for the past three years. So I knew Dad would be devastated when he learned of my latest affliction.
] Vada Sultenfuss
: Dad, I don't want to upset you, but my left breast is developing at a significantly faster rate than my right. It can only mean one thing: cancer. I'm dying. Harry
: [making a sandwich
] Okay, sweetie, hand me the mayonnaise out of the fridge.
: She won't come out. It's been a whole day. You have to do something, Harry. Harry
: The funeral's starting. Shelly
: Open your eyes, she's eleven years old! Her only friend in the world is dead. Harry
: I know that, but what do you want from me? Shelly
: Stop hiding, Harry! You run, Harry. When I first came here, the idea of working with dead people didn't exactly thrill me. When I saw a family that lived here, I thought, if I'm living without a family, at least I can work with one and maybe, once in a while, be invited in for supper. Harry
: Yeah... and when those suppers are disrupted because there's a car crash, or there's a fire, or a little boy steps on a beehive... Shelly
: I'm not asking you to stop caring for those people. But life isn't just death, Harry. Don't ignore the living, especially your daughter.
: Daddy, how come this coffin's so small? Harry
: They come in all sizes, honey, like shoes. Vada
: Is it for a child? Harry
: Of course not! Vada
: Then for who is it? Harry
: Short people. Very short people.