But Not Hung Up On Looks Apparently

“This is really awkward, but I wanted you two to meet so that...”

“What is he doing with his arms?”

“Uh, let's see. Double guns? Pew pew? I think he's nodding. I'm getting really good at this!”

“He doesn't talk?”

“No, never. Anyway, I thought...”

“Why does he have a briefcase?”

“I don't know, he grabbed it on the way out. Oh, okay. Here we go, open and... a present! For him? For you, here you go. Open it, let's see! He is so thoughtful. Beef jerky! I mentioned once that you like beef jerky, isn't that amazing? So thoughtful.”

“Yeah, thanks. Look, I have to say, I don't see the point to this. If you're leaving me for him, just do it. I don't need to know the details. I knew this was coming, our marriage was falling apart, I've accepted it, I'm fine with all of this, really.”

“He has an enormous cock!”

“Oh boy.”

“Sorry. Why did I say that? Maybe it was a mistake coming here. We should leave. Yes, let's go. I'll pick up my things tomorrow. Goodbye.”

“Duke, you can come out from under there now. That is some fucked up shit, isn't it?”