Lois: Dewey, you have to let go of the rope. You're all sunburnt.
Dewey: No.
Lois: Just let go. It's gonna be dark soon.
Dewey: I can't.
Lois: Yes, you can. Just open your fingers.
Dewey: But I'll fall.
Lois: That's the point. Dewey, don't think, just do it. Just let go!
Dewey: No!
Lois: Oh, for crying out loud! [picks up rocks] You let go of that rope and you come in for dinner! [throws rocks] Come on, honey!
Dewey: No. Ow!