Francis: Well, if you were worried about today's activities, you can just relax. My neighbors are on vacation, so good-bye, Seelys, hello, cable television.
Dewey: I have a better idea. There's a job center I thought we could go to.
Francis: Oh, I get it. My little bro is worried about me.
Dewey: Maybe a little. Plus, cable is so overrated.
Francis: Look, Dewey, I know it may seem like I don't have a lot going on, but I've got plenty of irons in the fire. Like my screenplay.
Dewey: It's only five pages.
Francis: They're probably going to bring in some high-priced rewriter. Why should I do his work for him?
Dewey: Do you have any other irons?
Francis: Look, I know it's tough to break into Hollywood. I'd be pretty stupid to rest everything on that. That's why I'm training a possum.
Dewey: To do what?
Francis: Dial a phone, hop on one foot, walk like John Wayne... Stuff that people who visit roadside circuses like to see. So, does that put your mind at ease?