Lucille: Buster, Oscar's leaving. You win.
Annyong: Buster get in trunk of car.
Lucille: So he's not going to the army. He must have had Michael sneak him into Mexico. Oh, thank God.
Oscar: It's better this way.
Lucille: Mmm. Mmm.
Oscar: I'll go unpack.
Lucille: [to Annyong] Here's some money. Go see a "Star War".