Brennan: "Is this a bad time?"
Robert: "What the hell's going on?"
Brennan: "Mom, Mr. Doback, okay, Dale and I were just---"
Robert: "Please stop calling me Mr. Doback. Okay?"
Brennan: "Sorry. Okay, Mom, Doback... We think it would be very prudent--"
Dale: "Can we turn our beds into bunk beds? "
Nancy: "Why are you guys so sweaty?"
Dale: "Alright, we've already figured out how. The beds match up perfectly."
Brennan: "And here's the thing. It'll give us so much extra space in our room to do activities."
Dale: "Please say yes."
Robert: "You don't need permission from us to build bunk beds. You're adults. You can do what you want."
Robert: "I'm not making myself clear. I don't give a bleep. Now, you both have several interviews tomorrow. I would think you'd be focused on that and not building bunk beds."
Dale and Bnennan: "So...?"
Brennan: "We can? No?"
Nancy: "Yes, you can build bunk beds."
Dale: "I knew it."
Brennan: "Okay. You are not gonna regret this. We're gonna get so much more activities done."
Dale: "This is the funnest night ever! Huh, ha, ha!"
Brennan: "Huh, huh, ha!"