Alan: Okay, Okay, family meeting. (to Cory) What the heck did you bring home?
Cory: (pointing to Amy) SHE let her in.
Amy: Oh, Come on! She's just a little girl playing house.
Alan: Amy, sweetheart, she's a little blond loon!
Amy: Nonsense! Look, if I thought there was anything to be concerned about, I would be the first one to sound the alarm.
Wendy: (walking down the stairs) Mrs. Matthews, I found this picture of you in your wedding dress. Maybe someday I'll get to try it on (runs back upstairs).
Amy: Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep.