Michael: Uncle Henry, do you know where father is?!
Henry: Probably off somewhere disappointing Heaven.
William: Going to Plan B?
Charlie: Technically, that would be Plan G.
William: How many plans do you have? Is there, like, a Plan M.
Charlie: Yeah, but I die in Plan M.
William: I like Plan M.
Stop talking and start doing: My Fallout Shelter for my Tumblr blog 