Shining Time Station1989

Stacy Jones:
[glances at him amused on the phone]... Why, sure, I'll tell "Horace" to call you... Yes. Thank you very much, Mrs. Schemer; bye-bye.

[hangs up]

Stacy Jones:
"Horace"?... Come on, kids, we've got work to do.

Schemer:
I can't believe it. I can't believe you told her that.

[in toying with the phone distractedly he slams on his hand and yelps in pain]

Schemer:
Oh, this is the worst day of my life!

Stacy Jones:
All right now, we're gonna need a bowl... Come on, Matt and Tanya; we've got some shopping to do.

Schemer:
Hey, what am-what am I supposed to do?

Stacy Jones:
Um, stay calm... Horace.

[she and the kids head off laughing]