Kitty: Well, I think this place is great. You can... You can just... You can drive your car right up to it and then, then you have a walk-in closet.
Donna: And look at our teeny, tiny bathroom.
Red: Eric, can I talk to you privately in the living room... The dining... The left front quadrant? Son, living here is a real bad idea. There's no privacy. Where will you hide if Donna has a chore for you? You'll have to dive under the trailer.
Kitty: Honey, would you help me unload some groceries from the car?
Red: See what I mean? I'm cornered, like an animal. Coming, honey. Your life is gonna be a living hell.