you come all the way to my home, the place my family and I live, and ask to marry my beautiful daughter. you ask to join my family, share my meals, laugh at my jokes. you think that by slicking back your hair and buying a cheap suit that I’ll allow it, but you’re wrong. Nancy will be heartbroken, but I’m sorry son, you’re going to have to leave. my real sons are just inside, waiting for my signal. if you’re not gone in 20 seconds or less, I’ll let them loose, and we don’t want that. now get out of my sight.