George: [to Mrs. Peterman] Hi. I really should be getting back to my fiance. You know, we, uh, we had this big fight yesterday and, uh, well she, she wants to-to know my secret code. I-I don't know, I can't tell her. The funny thing is, you know, I would really love to tell someone 'cause it's killing me. You, uh, you wanna know what it is? It's Bosco. You know, the chocolate syrup? I love that stuff, I pour it in milk, it's my favorite drink. Hoo-hoo, boy, that is a relief!
Mrs. Peterman: [faintly] Bosco. Bosco.
George: Oh, shh.
Mrs. Peterman: [sitting up] Bosco!
J. Peterman: Mama?
George: Quiet, quiet! It's a secret.
Mrs. Peterman: Bosco! Bosco! Bosco!
George: Shut up! Shut up!
J. Peterman: [runs in] Mama! What are you trying to say?
Mrs. Peterman: Bosco.
[Mrs. Peterman falls back in bed and closes her eyes]
J. Peterman: She's gone. Bosco? [George shrugs]