Lucille: Buster, what's going on? What happened to your head?
Buster: Nothing. Gob was just teaching me how to hit it with a hammer.
Michael: Gob was there. Gob was on his scooter. [Lucille picks up an antique] I think I wanted to hit Gob.
Lucille: Yes. That is exactly what happened. You wanted to give Gob a scare. I don't know why.
Michael: I think I do. [Lucille hands Michael the antique] Thanks, Mom.