Dinosaurs

Monica: Those are the eggs I borrowed last week. Fran: Thank goodness, I have nothing for breakfast and I've already spent our grocery money for the week. Earl's paycheck just doesn't stretch as far as it used to. Monica: Times are tough for everyone, a lot of my friends have lost their jobs. I think the economy's really in trouble.

Baby: Um, why are four leggers bad? Earl: Well you see, son, we have two legs, and they have four, so they're different, and therefore evil. Baby: Well, I have four legs. Earl: (laughs) No son, those are arms. Baby: Oh, well, I walk on them. Earl: (laughs) Well then I guess you're just a little young to understand the deeper meaning of race hatred.

Earl: Oh Fran, it's a nightmare out there. I tell you, they're trying to kill us. Robbie: Sounds like once again the government didn't think things through. See ya. Earl: You! Ah it kills me to say it but he's right. The government it out of its mind; our guys are drowning and they're throwing bags of cement at them! A four-legger from the other side pulled me out. Fran: Maybe the four leggers aren't your real enemies after all. (Roy and Monica enter) Roy: Pally boy, are you allright? Monica: We saw the news and we rushed right over.