Brad: Mom, I can't find the hose.
Jill: What do you want it for, anyway?
Randy: Oh, nothing. Just something to do.
Jill: Why don't you read a book?
Brad: You can't make mud with a book.
Jill: Mud?
Brad: We're playing commandos. We're putting the mud on our faces for camouflage.
Jill: No mud.
Brad & Randy: Oh, man.
Jill: Wait a second, wait a second. You really want your faces dirty?
Randy: Yeah.
Jill: Okay, come here. [Jill smears clay on Randy's face]