Dennis: Hey, I'm not burning the duster! Okay, I'm not burning the duster. All right? That's crazy! That's like... that's insane. Why would I ever burn... heh... I mean c'mon... I will continue to wear it in his honor, and I will burn some other things. You know, maybe like these stupid goddamn sleeveless t-shirts that he wants: "retired and hung up in the bar." I'll burn these, but I am not burning the duster. Okay? So forget it. It probably won't even burn anyway. It's not supposed to, it's flame retardant. That's like the whole point. It's like a shield of armor. So stop asking me to burn the duster! I'm not going to burn it! So... end of story, you know? Let's just move on. Okay? So... yeah, alright, well uh thank you.