[Hyde walks into the basement.]
Forman. Let's go get wasted.
[Eric points at Hyde, as to prove a point.]
See? Hyde's a real friend. He's gonna help me get through my grandma's death.
[frowns] Your grandma's dead? Oh, man... Let's go get wasted.
Eric is driving his Grandmother home.
GGrandma
You don't like it when I come to visit.
GGrandma
You're a filthy liar! You didn't learn to lie from my Red; that came from your mother!
Well, y'see Grandma, that's the problem right there, okay? Every time you come to my house, you spend the whole day criticizing my mom.
GGrandma
Well, I tell it like it is.
Okay Grandma, then here's how it is: you're very nasty! And I–I don't see why you have to be so hateful. I don't think being nice for a whole day would kill you!
As Eric finishes saying this, she promptly leans over onto Eric with her eyes closed.
[Eric hits the brakes. The momentum throws Grandma off of him and on to the passenger side dashboard. She doesn't move.]
[After a few seconds, Eric realizes she just died]
[Eric quickly opens the driver side door and leaves the car]
[Hyde has been helping Eric and Red go through boxes of Grandma's belongings, and has found old photography supplies. Red explains that his father had been an amateur photographer.]
Hey, Forman. Got any naked pictures of your grandma?
[laughing maniacally, hands him the box] Well, you do now!!