Roland: Oh, Johnny, come on. Just enjoy it, okay? You're gonna be gone soon. You're gonna miss this place.
Johnny: I will be back, Roland. My son still lives here.
Roland: No, I know there is that, but... you are gonna be gone gone soon. Something can fall from the ceiling and just go.... Boom! I'm dead! [laughs]
Johnny: Okay.
Roland: Not me though, I'm prepared. [puts on hard hat]
Johnny: All right.
Roland: Okay, everybody, back to work!