- Charles York: What is this? I'm not signing this. Do you know who I am?
- Bob: I do. 'Cause I said, I'm a big fan and I will never stop feeling that way toward you, no matter what list your name is on.
- Rachel York: [on her father] Nothing with him was ever obvious. The man could have given a fucking Ted talk on withholding, and all of a sudden I'm supposed to give a shit because he got all weepy on his deathbed?
- Bob: DOCS contracts out cadaver collections to private companies such as the one that employ me and my colleagues here. We used to work in corrections. But prisons emptied out in a hurry when enlistment opened up to encarcerated convicts. Such a shame too. Housing, feeding convicts over time paid a lot more dough than cadaver procurement. That's stricly a one time fee. And currently the government isn't paying for minors. But maybe some time soon, right, professor?
- Jared York: You're a lunatic.
- Bob: No! I'm doin' my job, just like you. Now give us the girl.
- Bob: To get things started, I brought a little reading material. Y'see, this situation happens a lot more often than you think. And that's why out familial research department compiles consice, personalized notes on all family members, based on information gathered from browser histories, emails, texts, DMs and phone calls. And not just from them, but from the people they interact with.