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(Saturday afternoon, INT: EB and JH's apartment)

GU: So you're set to be cremated?
MH: Well, there's a succession. First and foremost, I'm an organ donor. I mean, ya gotta be, right?
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MH (setting up for game): Then, whatever the doctors can't use gets donated to Medical Science. Whatever Science can't use goes to the Arts, y'know, like if someone wants to turn my body into a sculpture or use my skull for a production of Hamlet or something.
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MH: Whatever the Arts don't need goes to the Necrophiliacs, whatever the Necrophiliacs don't want goes to the Cannibals, whatever the Cannibals don't want goes to Agriculture...
MH: ...and if there's anything left after all that, cremate it and scatter it, no stone, no urn, no ceremony.
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JH: You must have a very interesting will.
MH: If by "will" you mean "elaborate post-mortem interactive treasure map on my spare hard drive", then yes.