Susan: All right. All right, quiet time is over. Everybody up. Back to your chairs. Boys and girls, I would like you all to meet someone. This is Sam.
All: Hi, Sam!
Sam: Yeah, hi, boys and girls. Listen, I'm gonna be sitting right here until your teacher forgives me. So you just carry on. Go ahead.
Susan: Class, do you remember when we were talking about telling the truth?
All: Yes.
Susan: Well, Sam here told a fib.
All: Boo!
Sam: And what kind of people tell fibs?
All: Bad people!
Sam: Oh, wait. Hold on a second. So, I did a bad thing. Please, just can't you forgive me?
Susan: And where do fibbers go?
All: In the doghouse!
Sam: I'm sorry. In the what?
All: In the doghouse!
Sam: Oh, come on, Susan, not the doghouse. This is... Oh, come on, this is stupid. I've already given you the check. What more do you want?
Susan: Can fibbers buy their way out of the doghouse?
All: No!
Susan: So, why don't you just sit there and think about what you've done? The rest of us will get out our art supplies.
All: Yay!
Sam: [to a boy] This doghouse is stupid. And it's made out of cardboard. I- I could get out of here anytime I want. I could.