Dr. Pascal: Everybody but Lilith behind the bar! [phone rings] All right, answer the phone, but act natural.
Woody: [answers phone] Cheers. Just a second. Mr. Peterson, it's Mrs. Peterson.
Norm: See, it's my wife. Um, I'll get rid of her. [quietly] Woody, cover me. Uh, Vera? Uh, yes, yes, I know it's late. You see, we're being held hostage by a mad gunman, and... What do you mean I've used that one before? No-no-no, you see, no-no, honey, wait, wait, hey, hey! [receiver clicks]