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smell up the joint and slip out the back door.

We'll be right behind you, and we'll meet you out back.

Okay, okay, let's do it.

- Come on, help me. Come on. Get her up. - (Bob straining)

♪ Dancing in a fountain and getting wet ♪

Yeah, I-I was gonna wait

Am I on fire? No? Cool. (chuckles)

- Tina, are you okay? - Yeah, what's going on?

A real girls' night.

BOB: We've been busy!

Follow. Follow. Follow. Follow.

- Hey, it's Nat! - Follow my voice!

- what was the thought process? - Nightmares.

(grunts) No, this isn't gonna work.

It's worse than I thought.

JERRY: Are you kidding me?

(grunting) Oh, you know what?

GENE: Yes! I finally know what I want to be when I grow up:

- Is it that bird? - Maybe.

Pretty sure the right answer was lizards, Mom.

- (Tina resumes groaning) - O-Okay. Bob, get her up.

Where would she want to eat dinner?

(groaning) Aw, it hurts so much!

and we're not gonna talk about boyfriends or love

Tina, you know what you're doing?

What was the thought process? Nightmares.