I'm sorry but your mother's dead. The molecules that held her together uncoupled! May I see her? No. She was fed to alligators an hour ago. Does Dad know? I thought he was dead? He is but I'm going to hold a séance to break the news gently to him. Oh, here's my sister Irene. Irene, Mom has crapped out. Her molecules have come apart. Jesus! Does Dad know? Not yet. We should hold a séance to tell him. Yes, that's what I was thinking.