Coach: [answers the phone] Cheers? Carla, it's your little girl.
Carla: [takes the phone] What? The baby? Well, bring her to the phone. The baby is crying and they can't make her stop. I'll try a lullaby.
Diane: God couldn't be everywhere. That's why He created mothers.
Cliff: And postal carriers.
Carla: You got her? Now put her ear to the phone. Sweetie? Sweetie? Ssh, ssh. Okay, good girl. Now listen to Mama. [sings] Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral Too-ra-loo-ra-li Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral
Norm: [sings] hush now, don't you cry
All: [sing] Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral Too-ra-loo-ra-li Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral That's an Irish lullaby
Carla: She's asleep. [all cheer] Thank you, everybody. Thanks a lot.