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Okay.
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You got a beautiful life here, Son.
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Pop, we gotta talk.
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I'm Stage IV.
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What?
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Oncologist gave me about four months to live.
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Oh, don't get up.
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Sorry I kept you. Took longer than I thought.
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Oh, no, I'm just grateful you could take the time.
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You got decaf green tea?
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Sure.
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So the investigator assigned to the case,