Oh! You boys have been taking stereos, toys! Is that cheese?! Oh! I need to sit! [He collapses onto the mattress and sees more stolen donations under the bed.] Oh! Oh, my God!
You stole... AIR?! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, BOYS?! Do you ever stop and think of the consequences of anything you do?! Do you realize the shame that you're gonna bring upon our entire family? DO YOU?!
It's not God, Dewey! It's just my crappy car. Although in a larger sense, he could've helped out my career a bit from time to time. Throw a promotion my way, once in a while. So maybe you're right, it is God!