'J.R.' Definitely dad's wallet, his initials. But gee, mine too
. Jack Rippner. Credit card, license. But for some reason, Miss Stewardess, this emotionally unstable, rather inebriated girl whom I've never met before tonight suddenly went crazy when I took it out of my pocket. You tell the flight attendant, and your dad dies
Well, sometimes bad things happen to good people.
Not in my house.
Is it "Jack" for short? Jackson:
No, no, I haven't gone by "Jack" since I was ten years old. (Lisa gives him a quizzical look)
Last name's Rippner. Lisa:
Jack Rippner... Jack Rippner... Jack... Jack the... (realization)
There you go. Lisa:
That wasn't very nice of your parents! Jackson:
Yeah, that's what I told them. Before I killed them. (Beat) (Jackson smiles, Lisa relaxes, and she and Rippner chuckle)