Parenthood.

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We are in the kitchen and Fiona is making lunches.
Debbie: Where's Grammy?
Fiona: Frank took her to Shelia's. She was having trouble breathing.
Ian: The chemicals from the fire were aggravating her emphysema.
Debbie: Will the chemicals give us emphysema?
Ian: Probably, but we won't know for 50 years.
Then Carl walks down the stairs with his helmet on, banging his head on the walls.
Fiona: Carl, the team gives you one helmet and if you break it we can't afford to replace it.
Carl: Don't matter. Seasons over.
Fiona: What?
Ian: His couch got arrested for exposing himself.
Taylor: ew.
Debbie: He was peeing behind the shed and a couple of 7 year old girls saw it.
Carl: I don't get it. Half the world have penises. Why do people get so upset about seeing them?
Taylor: I don't?
Then Ian gives me a 'you like seeing other dicks?'
Taylor: Only you.
I kiss him on the cheek and then he turns back to Carl.
Ian: Context.
Carl: What's that?
Fiona: When, how, where, with who.
Carl: Ian you played. You could coach.
Ian: I can't, i have to work after school bud sorry.
Fiona: You going to school early?
Ian: Chemistry study group.
Then Ian kisses me before walking out of the back door.
Carl: Can you coach?
Fiona: I know nothing about football.
Debbie: It's just boys crashing into one another.
With pads, and some.. some rules.
Fiona: Ask Lip.
Carl: He won't do it. Wake him and ask, can't hurt.
Carl: LIP!
He screams it and all of us jump, Jesus that kids got a scream.
Fiona: I could've done that. Upstairs, please.

Carl: Couldn't wake him.
Fiona: Debbie, go brush your teeth. Tell Lip that ice cubes are going down his shirt next. He's missed a week of school already.
Then Debbie runs upstairs and Jimmy-Steve and Estefania walk through the back door.
Steve: Morning Gallaghers. Who likes coffee and doughnuts? All right, double latte two sugars.
Fiona: What the fuck are you doing?
Steve: We were out getting coffee so i thought, "why not pop by and give the kids a ride like the old days?".
Fiona: No heads up so i could put pants on?
Steve: I like no pants.
Fiona: Dude, your wife is standing right there.
Steve: No English.
Taylor: And we are sat right here. We speak english bitch.
Fiona: Does she ever leave your side?
Steve: Uh, bought a coffee for Lip.
Fiona: Please, stop trying to make this seem normal.
Debbie: Lip won't get up. Oo, thanks for the doughnuts Jimmy.
Steve: Debs, you know what. I get it, you think it's funny to call me Jimmy but i think it's time to give it a rest.
Debbie: Fat chance, Jim-Jam.
Carl: Yeah, yummy doughnuts Jimbo.
I laugh and push Carl's helmet, i bend down and take a bite of his doughnut before kissing him on the cheek.
Carl: Cool.
Taylor: Don't think i'm gonna be doing that more often. I just wanted a bite of ur doughnut.
Carl: Mhm.
Steve: All right, let's go!
Then me, Steve, Carl and Debbie walk out of the house.
Steve: All right, dig the helmet carl.
Carl: You play any ball growing up?
Debbie: Carl, don't.
Steve: Junior high. Flanker.
Carl: What's a flanker?
Steve: It's a white wide receiver.
Carl: Hey, you doing anything this afternoon?
Taylor: Carl.
Carl: What? We need a coach.
Steve: For what?
Carl: Pop Rec Warner League.
Steve: Flag?
Carl: Helmet to Helmet.
Steve: Fiona go to the games?
Carl: Never misses one.
Steve: Call me coach.
Carl: Awesome.

I go to school, i decide to skip my lesson so i go into the bathroom. But there i find Lip and Karen smoking.
Karen: I'm gonna put the baby up for adoption.
Lip: Sometimes, i wonder if getting high makes it easier for me to keep up with you or more difficult.
Karen: I thought i was in love with Jody. I'm not.
Taylor: Hey campers.
Karen: I thought it would be cool to have a baby and love it. But no, i suck at it. I thought about aborting it, but i'm this far along and even thought i don't want it other people probably do, so i figure why not suck it up for a few more months, vag it out and sell it?
Taylor: Vag it out?
Karen: The truth hurts, but it's still the truth.
Taylor: Why are you smoking when your pregnant? The fuck. Your not gonna need to abort it, your gonna kill it anyway.
Then I storm out the bathroom, fucking bitch.

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