Clare: Daddy, what's this?
Sean: A new car. Do you like it?
Clare: What happened to the van?
Sean: I had to get rid of it. Christ, but it stank of fish.
Clare: We're not all gonna fit in there.
Sean: Course you will. I'll stack you.
Erin: You'll what?
Sean: I'll lay you across the back seat, one on top of each other. Layer you up, so to speak.