Must Love Dogs2005

Christine:
[Sarah is in the bath and not picking up the phone] Sarah, it's me, Christine. Pick up. Come on, Sarah. I already talked to Dad.

Sarah:
[sighs and answers the phone] Who else knows?

Christine:
No one.

Sarah:
Come on, Carol has to know.

Christine:
Why does Carol have to know? Couldn't I once know something before she does?

Sarah:
[realizing] She's there with you, isn't she?

Christine:
No.

Sarah:
Hello, Carol.

Carol:
[small beat] Hi, Sarah. I was telling Chris it's a shame I didn't know about this before because I would have called Uncle Chet. We could have doubled.

Sarah:
Oh, no. This story is going to be immortalized into family history, isn't it? Told and retold at Thanksgiving dinner, year after year...

Carol:
Oh, not just Thanksgiving. I think it's a good Christmas story to. [both Carol and Christine laugh]

Sarah:
Bye guys.

Christine:
[laughing] Wait. Tell the truth. One a scale of one to ten how would you rate Dad as a date? Hot, super hot? [Sarah hangs up]