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Bob Quimby:
[Puts down the box he was holding. Dory, Ramona, and Beezus look at him. He has an angry look on his face] Okay. That's it. We're gettin' out of here. All four of us [Using hand jestures to emphasize his point] We're bustin' outta here, warden, right now.

Ramona:
[Concerned] Daddy...

Dory Quimby:
Um, Bob, what exactly are you saying?

Bob Quimby:
[Going from mad to crazy and getting louder with each sentance, but using this for dramatic effect, rather than actually being mad] I'm saying, get your jacket girls. Get your coat, Dory. We're going... out to dinner. We may actually be civil. We might even have a good time. But we are definately, absolutely [yelling] getting out of this house!