Oscar and Trudy in “Unfinished Business”

Trudy, Trudy, hurry up and get in bed.

Trudy

Ooh, Oscar, you're frisky tonight.

No no, come on, now. Not that. Mr. Chips is fixing breakfast tomorrow. Eggs Benedict, Belgian waffles, and my favorite meat, cow porking. That's a beef stuffed, free range chicken, all dressed up in the succulent skin of a pot-bellied pig, deep fried, and cut in the shape of a giblet. Whatever the heck that is. And smothered in ooh-gobs of jelly and gravy. Now that's eating. I can't wait to wake up.

Trudy

You eat that and you'll never wake up. You want me to believe that Mr. Chips told you all of that?

Of course not, Trudy. Monkeys can't talk. He typed up a menu on my computer.

Trudy

Good night, Oscar. [she turn the lamp off] Oscar, baby! You need to shave your legs.

Shave my legs? You need to shave your beard.

Trudy

I do not have a beard, Oscar.

You don't? [Mr. Chips open his eyes in a dark] What the?!...Trudy!