Ruth: Are you and Aunt Jess in a fight?
Schmidt: Oh, no, no, no. Uh, we're just telling stories. Uh, once upon a time, there was a fuzzy bunny who decided that colors didn't need names, and anything could be called anything, and the world descended into chaos.
Jess: But the bunny was happy, because the bunny wasn't forced into somebody else's definition of color.
Schmidt: Well, the fuzzy bunny wasn't really an authority, now, was she? Because she used to work at a school where instead of grades, they gave out rainbows.
Jess: Bringing up the bunny's past is uncalled for in this cabbage patch. But the point is: I know about private schools, and the whole system is corrupt. Said the very fuzzy bunny.
Schmidt: Until the Jewish carrot farmer brought down his mighty shovel.
Ruth: The whole system is corrupt.