[bangs on the bathroom door] Katie, hurry up!! Come on Katie! Open up! You've been in there forever!
[from inside the bathroom] Have not!
Have too! [to Lucas] Is she always like this?
Always!
[knocks on door] Hurry up!
[angrily] Ok, TJ! Knock it off!
Katie! The boys are waiting! [knocks on door] Put it in gear!
It's not fair!
[walks past the boys] Can't find my patrol cap.
Don't look at me.
Is that like a baseball hat?
Yeah. Why?
[sheepishly] We were sort of playing with it in my room. [Trevor goes to the boys' room]
[bangs on bathroom door] Katie! The toilet flush!
[Lucas and TJ groan and grumble loudly]
[from inside the bathroom] It's not my fault!
Katie! Open the door. I'll deal with it.
But Mom...
[continues knocking on door angrily] Katie! Katie Moran!
[Trevor grabs his hat and storms out of the house, Roxy rushes after him]
Trevor! Don't be mad.
This is getting old, babe.
Ok, it won't be much longer.
[sarcastically] How long? Do you realize we haven't had sex in two weeks?
Well, maybe we could get a room.
If we could get a room I'd put the Morans in it. That's the problem. There are no rooms.
Ok, well, she's my best friend. And she saved Finn's life. So, just a little longer.
[Trevor looks at her and says nothing, gets on his bike and leaves for work]
