

Script INT. OFFICE HALLWAY - NIGHTScript by ~sadlittledumpling
A brother, a sister and a mother sit in 3 chairs next to each other.
MOTHER JANE
This is all your faults.
GEORGE MICHAEL
What, my fault, my fault? She was the one to bring him breakfast in the bath.
BETH
I thought he'd LIKE toast.
MOTHER JANE
He does like toast. He does.
GEORGE MICHAEL
Sweet fucker.
MOTHER JANE
George Michael!
BETH
Did you just say sweet fucker?
MOTHER JANE
Beth!
GEORGE MICHAEL
I thought it was okay to curse when someone had died.
MOTHER JANE
Well that's fucking ridiculous. Where did you hear that shit?
GEORGE MICHAEL
Cousin Earl cursed through Gammy's
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...and that's why I'm awesome.