Donna: Mom, if you won't come out, will you at least let Dad come in there?
Midge: [o.s.] How could you think I was flirting with another man?
Bob: [o.s.] Maybe I overreacted, you're a beautiful woman.
Midge: [o.s.] So are you, Bob. [silence]
Red: What the hell are they doing in there? [shower runs]