Murray: Dad! The hell are you doing here?
Pop-Pop: Came through the back because I got lost wandering through this landed estate which is Murray Acres.
Murray: It's just a simple suburban home.
Pop-Pop: Whatever helps you sleep at night, sellout. Eh. Wait, but come here. Ooh. Look at this. I thought you had to be dead to have skin that gray, but turns out you just look like crap. Anyway, so, kid, here. Hang this up for me, will ya?