Stryker: "When I grow up, I definitely want a family."
Matron: "That's great!"
Stryker: "Yup. I want a lot of kids -- as many as possible."
Matron: "Wow! That's cool."
Stryker: "That way I'll have a permanent donor bank. If I need a kidney or a lung or something when I get older. They'll love me so they'll give me body parts. Even if they don't love me, they'll feel obligated."
Matron: "That's why you want to have children?"
Stryker: "Sure. When I'm 75 and failing I can call one of them and say 'still got that liver?'"
He's going to marry somebody's daughter. Hide yours. She apologizes, in advance.