Claire: Look, as I said before, it was an accident.
Store Manager: Heard it a thousand times. Grandmothers, businessmen, honor students. They all say the same thing, "It was an accident. I don't know how that clock radio got in my pants."
Gloria: Oh, for God sake! I don't feel well. Let us go.
Store Manager: Yeah, right. Is that even a baby? 'Cause from here, it looks like a turkey.