:39:03
Vikki, this is Mr. Dasher.
:39:06
Uh, please fire Gator.
:39:09
No reason. Yes.
:39:11
Tell him no reason at all.
:39:15
Look who's coming out now.
:39:17
Hey, fatso, I want
to talk to you a second.
:39:20
Just speak to my attorney.
:39:21
Hey! Did you get me fired?
:39:23
Maybe I did,
and maybe I didn't.
:39:27
Shut up!
:39:34
Look out!
Look out! Look out!
:39:50
How many times
have I told you...
:39:52
to play car accident
outside?!
:39:55
Oh! Oh, mother!
It was a horrible accident!
:39:58
Look at my friend!
:39:59
She was in the death seat...
:40:00
and her head got caught
in the windshield!
:40:02
Oh, the ambulance should
be here soon, I think.
:40:05
I'm OK...I guess...
:40:08
Oh! It wasn't my fault!
:40:10
The other car
came out of nowhere...
:40:11
and l--I slammed
on the brakes.
:40:13
Look at this mess, Taffy!
:40:15
Broken glass and ketchup
all over my fine furniture!
:40:19
Call another ambulance!
Call anybody!
:40:23
Help me...
:40:26
Where did you
get this crap, Taffy?
:40:28
I told you to spend that money
I gave you on a cute outfit.
:40:30
But oh, no!
as soon as my back is turned...
:40:33
you run right out
and spend it on props...
:40:35
for your morbid little games.
:40:37
Well, I want it
cleaned up, pronto!
:40:39
We're having guests
for dinner...
:40:40
and I want you
on tiptop behavior...
:40:42
and looking as p-r-e-t-t-y
as humanly possible.
:40:46
Who's coming to dinner?
:40:48
Donald and Donna Dasher
are going to join us...
:40:51
for a small, informal buffet.
:40:53
And if you dare to embarrass me
in front of them...
:40:55
If I have to eat with Gator,
I'll spit food!
:40:57
I'm afraid I'm going
to have to be the one...
:40:59
to break the news
to you, Taffy.