Aunt Edie: I was just about ready to start another round of checks.
Mike: Listen, Aunt Edie. There's something we gotta talk about. It's not easy. You've been doing this annual close-out for a long time.
Aunt Edie: I think the work keeps me alive.
Mike: That's nice. But you've earned the right to retire.
Aunt Edie: Thanks, doll. Should we get started on those new checks?
Mike: No. No checks. I'm trying to tell you that we won't be needing you here anymore.
Aunt Edie: Oh, I see. So you wanna do the checks this afternoon then?
Mike: No. No, I don't need you to write the checks. Ever.
Aunt Edie: So from now on, I'll just be balancing the books?
Mike: No. No, no more balancing. No more checks.
Aunt Edie: Well, if I'm not writing checks and not balancing the books, I won't be working for you at all.
Mike: That's right. Exactly. It's time for you to take Ginny and go home.
Aunt Edie: Oh, I don't think you mean that.
Mike: Why don't I?
Aunt Edie: Because if I go home now, the work'll pile up and we'll get behind.