Lois: Stupid hot sauce.
Hal: You okay?
Lois: Dewey's been absolutely horrible to me. I know we missed the flight, I know I hurt his fingers, I know this isn't the greatest day of his life, but he's been acting like I'm trying to ruin his contest on purpose.
Hal: Well, honey, it has been an awful lot of stuff in a row.
Lois: What are you saying, Hal? You agree with him? You actually think that I would?
[Dewey screams as Lois finally rips open the hot sauce packet as he stands next to her]