Abby: You’re going to have some dirty birds.
Carter: Grandpa liked to drive the power lawn mower around.
Abby: Into the birdbath?
Carter: Not on purpose. He was having a fatal MI at the time.
Abby: (laughs) I’m sorry.
Carter: Gotta die somehow. Not a bad way to go. Sunny day, out on the mower (they both start to laugh) Don’t, don’t laugh.
Abby: Then stop it!