Me boy, me prodigal son, you've come home at last. Oh, you make papa proud. You make your mama proud the way you throw that sink out the window. Ah, fuck that place. Hey, which asylum is that at anyway? It looks like a fun one to, yeah, be destroyin'. Ah, you do your papa proud, me boy. I'm gonna slaughter the fattest calf for you when you come in. Ah, we have a big feast, my boy.