Mork & Mindy1978

Jean DaVinci:
[Mork screams and runs under the table] I think something's troubling him.

Mindy McConnell:
Mork, will you come out? [Mork screams high pitched] Mork, what's the matter?

Mork:
Oh nothing much, just that your house tried to attack me! That's all!

Mindy McConnell:
Oh come on, Mork, really!

Mork:
WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'COME ON REALLY'? [comes out from under the table] Mindy I'm telling you the truth! I was at the house and I was hanging wallpaper, and a wind BLEW in the air across the room! Then it got real cold! Then real hot! And then a swarm of bees came in! Nya-nya-nya-nya-nya! Then a swarm of flies! Zip-zip-zip-zip-zip-zip-zip! And then I ran flamboyantly to the window screaming 'Ah-a-a-a-a-a-ah!' and it slammed shut! Then this is the terrifying part, I was standing there and the furniture started attacking me! Yes! A little ottoman, and an ottowoman too! They're coming at me! And the armchair couldn't keep its hands to itself! And a strange voice kept crying out 'GET out of HEEERE!' By the time it said 'here', I was HERE!

Mindy McConnell:
Have you been hitting the cream soda again?

Mork:
Mindy, you gotta believe me! You gotta believe me!

Mindy McConnell:
Believe you? What am I supposed to believe? That my house is haunted?

Mork:
Well it's either that or I've lost my mind. [laughs] Maybe you better call the police and ask them to look for a little gray squishy thing!

Jean DaVinci:
He could be right! You know there are case histories of haunted houses?