- Someday, you'll thank me for this, son.
- Not bloody likely.
- No, it's true. You know, when I was a boy,
I really wanted a catcher's mit, but my dad wouldn't get it for me.
So I held my breath until I passed out and banged my head on the coffee table.
The doctor said I might have brain damage.
- Dad, what's the point of this story?
- I like stories.
- Look, can I please go to the movie?
- I know my punishment might seem a little harsh, but I can't go back on it.
You're welcome to watch anything you want on TV.
- TV sucks.