John: Hey, look, I'm on patrol. Make this quick, alright?
Damara: It's his birthday!
John: Ah, shit!
Dylan: Is that dad? Thanks for the present, dad! When are you coming home?
Dylan: Okay, I love you dad! Who wants to play soldiers?
John: You gave him a soldier?
Damara: John, he idolizes you!
John: Well, you better get that idea out of his head. You got that?! I gotta go. Love you.