Driving back from the beach:
Cooper: Dad, Max just ripped the leg off of his toy lizard.
Me: Sorry about that.
Cooper: -sigh- If there were a god of little plastic lizards, I'd pray for it to heal this one's leg.
Lillian (from further back in the van): Cooper. There's only one god.
Cooper (downcast): Yeah... and he's not plastic...
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