there you are big slick. did you bring 'em?
just hand 'em over. i'm on death's door and you know it.
oh, for christ's sake. filters?
don't start that shit now. you're looking at one lucky old broad who's done a lot - skydiving, rollerderby, colored fellas. i got no complaints. so when the check comes i don't want any blubbering or bullshit outta you. just enjoy your life like i did mine and raise a glass to your old grammy once in a while.
you know how much i love you kirk.
testing. one, two, three, four. oh, this god damned thing!
jap piece of shit! is it on!?
okay, my name is stella edith dakin and if you're watching this, i'm dead as a doorknob and i ain't spent all my money yet. i got shit to do today so i'm going to get right to it. this is my last will and testament and if you miss anything the old jew's got the paperwork. okay, here's the deal.
hello? i'm kind of busy right now eric.  oh, for god's sake, boy! how can you be sure it's even yours? it could be practically anybody's!.  no, i'm not paying for that!.  well, then i guess you're going to be a daddy. congratulations, now i gotta go!
anyway! i love all of you, despite some of the shit you pulled, but i spent my life a gambler and i always put my money on the best bet. the odds of any of you fish doing anything worthwhile with my stack are slim to none. so old grammy's going all in on big slick.
i'm proud of you, kirk. don't let your old grammy down. do something good with it.
oh, for christ sakes!