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: Oh God, look at you. You're a mess. Jake Green
: I'm fine. Stop worrying about me. Gail Green
: Yeah, good luck with that.
: [sneaking money into Jake's pocket
] Just stay one more day. Jake Green
: I've got to get back to San Diego by tomorrow. Mom, one more thing. Gail Green
: Hmm? Jake Green
: [hands her the money
] You have clumsy hands. Gail Green
: I love you.
: I'm glad you're home. Jake Green
: Yeah, we'll see.
: Johnston! Johnston Green
: What? Gail Green
: Dale Turners mother died tonight in another explosion, Atlanta... Johnston Green
: Oh my God!
: You know I keep thinking about when we were kids and how they used to make us practice hiding under our desks in case of an atomic bomb. Johnston Green
: Yeah. Duck and cover. Gail Green
: That's the first thing I thought of when I saw that mushroom cloud. Did they have enough time to hide under their desks? It's pretty stupid huh.
: I don't know if I told you this, but my father is impervious to mere germs. April Green
: Oh really? Johnston Green
: Yeah, I believe that was the quote. Gail Green
: First inauguration, I have it all on video. Johnston Green
: It was a joke, I was trying to... April, don't ever make a mistake, this family will never let you forget it!
: Where's Emily? Jake Green
: She's not going. Gail Green
: Good. Your not going alone are you? Jake Green
: Yee. Don't give me that look. Gail Green
: What look? Jake Green
: You know what look, that look. Gail Green
: Hey, I do this 72 hundred times, I've watched you drive away not knowing if you were coming home, I've earned a look. Jake Green
: I'm coming back.
: I can't just sit around here all day. We've got to find the sheriff and his men; we've got to get the power back on. Gail Green
: Okay, now you're going to stay here as long as it takes. Now, don't make me take your pants with me. Johnston Green
: I can run this town without my pants. Gail Green
: It wouldn't be the first time.
: If you'd have favored your father a little less and your dinky Uncle Dennis a little more, you'd have made a hell of a jockey. Talk to me. I'm tired of listening to my own voice.
: You said you need to harvest today. We're here to help, no strings attached.
: This house is too small for big secrets.
: We'll be back before morning. Do you mind keeping an eye on things here? Johnston Green
: What? Gail Green
: You were cooling your thermometer in that glass of water. Weren't you? Johnston Green
: No I wasn't. Fine, so what if I was, I'm tired of being sick. Gail Green
: You have a temperature of 350 degrees. You are going to rest. You are going to take the pills that April gave you. You are going to admire this ridiculous pumpkin with me and then we are going to try and eat the pumpkin together because we use every part of the buffalo in this house. Is that understood? Johnston Green
: Most of it.
: Gail, who is in charge here, you or me? Gail Green
: You do not want to play that game.