Eric: Have you been standing there the whole time?
Kitty: No, I came out to get one of your father's tools. He's in there working on my refrigerator. So I gather you and Donna are going through a rough patch.
Eric: No, Mom, we're in a school play about two people who hate each other.
Kitty: Oh. Okay, Mr. Smartmouth but when you get older, you are going to realize that it's pretty silly to get upset about losing a game to your girlfriend.
Eric: You know what? I don't want to talk to you about this.
Kitty: Well, you know what, I don't want to talk to you about this. But I will tell you one thing. Your father and I have played many, many games over the years and we never kept score and we always had fun. Now what did I come out here for? Oh, your father's fixing my refrigerator. [picks up a sledgehammer and hits the side of the garage door] Red, honey, forget the refrigerator. There's something wrong with the garage door.