Eric: [whispers] Psst. Psst, Mom. Mom, is Donna here?
Kitty: [whispers] No. Why are we whispering? [normal voice] You tore her dress?
Eric: Yeah, see, that would have been a really good thing to whisper!
Kitty: All right, well, it doesn't look too bad. I think I can fix it. Put it down. I'll get my sewing box.
Eric: Mom, thank you. [places dress on kitchen table]
Kitty: Not on the shoe polish!
Eric: [looks at his hands] What have you done, you bony bastards?
Kitty: Okay, okay. I think I can clean it, but we have to act fast.
Eric: Okay, go, go, go, go.
[As Kitty runs away, the dress rips under Eric's feet]
Eric: Please tell me that sound was a rip in the space-time continuum.