Francis: [on the phone] You can't just sell all my old stuff. Everything in that garage represents a precious childhood memory.
Lois: It's a bunch of old magazines, a broken yo-yo and a Rubik's cube painted all one color.
Francis: Well, you try and solve that thing!
Lois: I'm not going to argue with you. You have ten seconds to come up with a good reason to keep all that junk, or I'm getting rid of it.
Francis: See, this is why you are a terrible mother. Because everything has to be a competition with you!
Lois: Oh, it does not.
Francis: I'm hanging up!
Lois: I'm hanging up first.
Francis: No, I'm hanging- [Lois hangs up] Damn it!