Bob: Oh, just curious. What's the word on that Hyde kid?
Red: Steven? Ah, he's a little rebellious. He just needs some direction.
Bob: Apparently, he's getting it, Red. I, uh... I kind of walked into your living room and he and Kitty were in some sort of provocative embrace. I think he was putting the moves on your wife.
Red: Oh, my God. Now I've got to kill him. Get your deer rifle, Bob.
Bob: Hold on, Red. I could've been mistaken.
Red: You know what you saw. Get the damn gun.
Bob: Maybe she was choking, you know, on some food or something.
Red: I can't take that chance. What choice do I have as a man?
Bob: Come on, Red. They could've been dancing. Jeez, I'm sure she was teaching him dancing 'cause they were all going to that disco. [chuckles]
Red: Dancing, huh?
Bob: Yeah.
Red: Jeez, Bob that would be downright... logical. Good thing I didn't shoot him. [stares at Bob]