Red: Morning, Bob.
Bob: Morning, Red. Probably wondering why I'm in your car, huh?
Red: No. Just get out and have a nice day.
Bob: Midgie and I got into a fight, Red, and I walked out. Guess that'll teach her, right?
Red: Well, you're the one sleeping in the car, Bob.
Bob: Right. Well, that's 'cause when I stormed out, I sort of forgot some stuff. You know, keys, wallet, blow dryer. All I need now is a place to stay. Maybe with some friends.
Red: Well, uh... We don't, uh, have a blow dryer, Bob.
Bob: Laurie's got a blow dryer. I know 'cause she's got that Farrah Fawcett hairdo. That's not natural. You... You know, I wouldn't even need my own room. Just a little corner to sleep in.
Red: Oh, Bob- I mean- Oh, cripes. Okay.
Bob: Oh, thanks, Red. You're my best friend.
Red: No, I'm not.