Paramedic: That's a nice hat.
Will: Thanks a lot, man. Look, is my uncle gonna be all right?
Philip: Don't worry, he's my fourth heart attack today and I already lost one of them. A two-death day is rare.
Will: Hold up, man, I don't care how rare it is. You better make sure you don't lose this one!
Philip: Will, I can't breathe.
Will: Hey, my uncle can't breathe, man!
Paramedic: Could be because you're leaning on his air hose.
Philip: I'm sorry. I'm gonna be all right, Will. I'll be fine. You go with your friends to Mexico. I'll be okay.
Will: No, no, no. I'm with you, man. I'm staying with you till the end. That was a really poor choice of words. I'm sorry, Uncle Phil.