Mark: Dad, I don't see any rubber guts.
Randy: How can we have a Halloween party without rubber guts?
Tim: Let me tell you something, little mister. When I was your age, we didn't have rubber guts. We had to use real guts.
Jill: This is why you're lucky to have two parents. I got these from the rubber-guts catalog.
Brad: All right.
Jill: Here's your stomach, your large intestine, a spleen, some colon.