No...no no, he really won't. You jump, I jump, right? You wouldn't want to lose him...I mean, really, he's one of the few friends you have left, after all. Everybody leaves you. Darcy. Pete. They'd all be better off without you, you washed up, used up, dried up hag. But this kid...for some reason, he's really got a soft spot for you and it'd really be a shame if he could never see you again.
I'm thinking we should strike a deal. I'll let him out once in a while, if you let me stay. Or...I'll start throwing him off buildings and then you'll have to let me stay or he'll be a battered bag of bones when you send me back to Hell. Your choice. You're the mom, after all, I'll leave it up to you. Tom seems nice and all but everybody knows that daddies mean fun but mommies mean business.