Red: Oh, look at this guy's complaint. "Red Forman was habitually ill-tempered." Am I ill-tempered?
Eric: No, sir. You're like Mary Poppins.
Kitty: Okay, honey. Well, it says here you have to go to the labor board. You know what, Red Forman, you have to go in there and defend yourself.
Red: [chuckles] I'll defend myself. I'll go in there, and I'll tell those morons that they're wasting my time with this stupid crap!
Kitty: Or you could control your temper.
Eric: No offense, Mom, but what's plan "B"?
Red: Hey, shut it, pal.
Kitty: Okay, now, see, that's the kind of thing that's gonna get you in trouble. Now, when- when I get really angry, I just- I laugh it off like this. [laughs] See?
Red: Oh, geez, Kitty. That'll never work. That's dumb.
Kitty: [laughs]