Stan: Good morning, kiddo. Sorry again about missing your birthday. What do you say I take you to a ball game?
[holds up tickets]
Steve: Sorry, man. Got other plans.
Stan: What's the problem? I'm trying to bond with him.
Francine: Well, you're too late. Steve's at the age where he doesn't care about going to a ball game with his dad. All he's interested in is girls. He doesn't want ball games, he just wants to ball dames. Huh? Huh?
Stan: Ahh. [laughs] Ah-hah. Ohh.
[Stan's cell phone rings, he answers]
Francine: [on the line] Bitch, did you just hang up on...
Klaus: Oh my God! That was such a hot burp!
Klaus: You're really gonna kill five people over $20?
Roger: Are you really asking that to the guy who, just last week, killed six people over $19?