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and I won't do it.
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I will not become my mother.
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Fine.
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But the boys are getting older and smarter.
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And eventually, believe me,
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They'll figure out that they outnumber us and then...
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we're screwed.
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Exactly.
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Excuse me, Zachary.
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Would you mind helping me with these bags?
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There's some banana bread in it for you if you do.
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Uh, yeah, sure.