Barbara: What is that?
Jacob: Oh, my God.
Barbara: A bone?
Jacob: From a person?
Melissa: Nope. [runs off]
Barbara: Ohh. Have mercy.
[aside to camera:]
Mr. Johnson: [holding a skeleton] [laughs] Got 'em. Wait. Was this the one I buried? Oh.
[aside to camera:]
Gregory: It's a beef rib. [chuckles] Got 'em. Stay out of my garden.