[Dewey imagines:]
Dewey: Mom? Dad? I'd really like a Herbie doll. I know it's expensive, but I don't ask for a lot. And I've been very good lately.
[in reality, Dewey is having a tantrum on the floor:]
Dewey: I want it! I want it! I want it! I want it! I want it! I want it! I want it!
Lois: Looks like he found the sugar.
Hal: Oh, doesn't he look just like a little dust mop?