Dewey: ...and then they were trapped in the car and they told me to get help and I ran and I ran, then I fell down and when I woke up, the ambulance man was holding me.
Woman: And your parents were... [Dewey nods] Ooh, you poor little boy.
Dewey: That looks like fun.
Woman: [to her son] What is wrong with you? [grabs Game Boy]