Frank, Ian and others in “Unfinished Business”

There's a small chance he'll be able to help since he's known Patrick longer than any of us.

Carl

Patrick wants to steal our house?

He's a contractor. He's gonna flip it. Slap a coat of paint on it, call it "a cozy, authentic pre-war," and offload it to yuppies.

Not gonna happen. So let's go over our options.

I'll write them down.

Ian

[They all walk to kitchen table] All right, look, we know the will is bullshit. It was signed a year ago, and Ginger's been dead for what, 10?

More like 15.

[Starts writing] Option one. Prove will is a forgery.

We can't call the cops because we faked Ginger's death and forged a will of our own.

Plus Frank's been cashing Ginger's social security checks.

Oh, like you didn't share in that bounty?

What we could do, we could argue that Ginger wasn't of sound mind when she signed it. I mean, she was never of sound mind anyway.

Option two. Say Ginger was crazy.

Jimmy

Or convince Patrick to back off somehow.

Yeah, that's three.

Good luck with that! His nickname used to be Pit Bull. It was partly an odor thing, but also because once he gets ahold of you, he doesn't let go. You gotta kill him first.

Option four. Kill Patrick.

It's time to face reality. Patrick out-Gallaghered us, and there's no point in fighting it.

Ian

Easy for you to say, you're at Sheila's.

So before you're out on the streets like so many Somalian refugees, ask yourselves, "if Patrick is taking the house, what are we taking?" Copper pipes.

You're not taking the pipes, Frank. You really think there's a way to challenge the will?

Why not? You know, if I can bone up on probate law.

All in favor. [Everyone raises hands] Unanimous.

Well, like hell it is.

Lip will handle the will. The rest of you, get ready for the first day of school tomorrow. Debbie and Carl, pick out something to wear that doesn't have holes.

Carl

Wouldn't it just be easier to kill him?

Clothes, now. We better work fast. Winter's coming, and it'll be cold sleeping in the park.