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Older Jeremiah: [imitating Sarah while wearing her baby doll nightie] You're so beautiful, baby doll. Thank ya, honey. Daddy's sexy girl. How's my baby doll's honey pot? I know you'll love me, Jackson.
Jackson: What in the hell are you doing? Jesus Christ Jeremiah, what's gotten into you? Did your mother put you up to this? Is she home early? Sarah!
Older Jeremiah: It's me, Daddy. I'm your baby girl.
Jackson: You do look like your mother a little bit back in the day.
Older Jeremiah: [puts his thumb in his mouth seductively]
Jackson: Get your thumb out of your mouth! You know you ain't supposed to do that.
Older Jeremiah: [turns around and wiggles his butt in Jackson's face]
Jackson: There's something wrong with you, boy.
Older Jeremiah: [jumps in Jackson's lap]
Jackson: Lord, help me!
Older Jeremiah: Ain't your little girl perty?
Jackson: [offers Jeremiah his beer] You want some of this?
Older Jeremiah: Mmm hmm.
[drinks his beer and sighs heavily in Jackson's face]
Jackson: [takes the beer away] That's enough.
Older Jeremiah: Play with me. Please Daddy? Play with me.