Hal: The tension is palpable here at the 8,215th Daily Shaving Olympics. Hal has lost crucial seconds in his lathering, but he hopes to make it up with his blade work. This is for the gold.
Lois: [o.s.] Hal, boys, breakfast!
Hal: Bacon Day!
[As Hal rushes out of the bathroom, his shirt and pants get caught on the door and get ripped. By the time he makes it into the kitchen, the bacon plate is empty.]
Hal: Dewey, don't be scared, but there's a big spider next to you.
Dewey: Yeah, Dad. There's always a spider on Bacon Day.