(driving around in the truck)
Connor: Can I have some water?Dad: I'll get you some when we stop.
Connor: I'm thirsty.
Dad: You can wait till we stop.
Connor: No, I can't wait.
Dad: Yes, you can.
Connor: [continuous whining for a minute or so] ... I'm sick of this.
Dad: [laughing] You're what?
Connor: I'm sick of this.
Dad: [laughing]
Connor: Don't laugh. Its not funny.
Dad: Yeah, it is.
Connor: No, it isn't. We're not playing a funny game.
Dad: I think we are.
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