Christmas Eve. On his way to his in-laws with his family, Frank Harrington decides to try a shortcut, for the first time in 20 years. It turns out to be the biggest mistake of his life.

Laura Harrington: Was there no dial tone?
Frank Harrington: No, Laura. I just forgot the number to 9-1-1!
Frank Harrington: Holy shit! The bitch shot me in the leg.
Laura Harrington: [calmly asking after she shoots Frank in his leg] Is he hurt?
Laura Harrington: Should we save some pie for Michael?
Frank Harrington: He's dead.
Laura Harrington: Okay.
Laura Harrington: [after Frank nearly hits an oncoming car] I hope you slept well! Maybe I should whip you up some breakfast!
Laura Harrington: Bang! Bang! You're dead!
Marion Harrington: I'm pregnant...
Richard Harrington: I smoke pot?!
Laura Harrington: Look we have potato Chips!
Richard Harrington: What's up little critter, I'm you're Uncle DICK!
Frank Harrington: She's in shock.

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