Vicki Dubcek: [on the phone while smoking] Yeah, that's right. Last name Dubcek. First name Victoria. Mm-hmm. Oh, yeah, no, the baby's right here. [wafts away cigarette smoke] [Harry enters] Yeah, his name is Eric Travis. Yeah. All right, well, when he gets back from lunch, just tell him that I was implanted by alien seed. [Harry gasps] Yeah. And I am now the mother of a hybrid alien race. Thanks a lot, hon. Bye-bye. [hangs-up]
Harry: Wrong number?
Vicki Dubcek: No, Harry, I was trying to talk to a reporter.
Harry: Oh, really?
Vicki Dubcek: Mmm-hmm. I think he's gonna be mighty interested in my tale of alien conception.
Harry: Oh, ho. Alien conception. [laughs] I'm goin' to the store. You need anything?
Vicki Dubcek: Oh, baby, I would love another carton of cigarettes.
Harry: Sure. Smokin' for two now.