I know how to talk to kids.

[dramatic music playing]

We need to know the damn pectin content, or I'll murder your family, your friends!

- Take it easy. - I'll drown your grandmother!

Why are you yelling like my dad?

[Edsel] I wasn't yelling.

You're right. I was.

- It was him. - [Stan] My God!

[Cathy] You wanna know the truth?

I took one bite,

and it blew the back of my head right off.

It was the most delicious piece of pastry I've ever had, and I've had them all.

Well, you never had ours.

Give it to her.

[intriguing music playing]

Try that.

[music continues]

Is this a joke?

What?

This tastes like their thing. You guys made the same thing.