- You must be kiddin'. - No, l'm not.

Come on now, Miz Lampert.

You know what it is, and you're gonna get it for me, too.

'Causeyou know l ain't foolin' around here.

No sirree, Bob.

- Stop that, please! - Don't make too much noise, Miz Lampert.

- [ Whimpers ] - It could get a whole lot worse, you know.

[ Gasps ]

- It belongs to me, Miz Lampert, and you're gonna get it for me... - [ Gasps ]

oryour life ain't gonna be worth the paper it's printed on.

- You ''savez'' what l'm sayin' toyou? - Stop! Stop! Please stop!

- You go home and think it over real careful like, you hear? - You're absolutely insane!

[ Cying ]

- [ Door Opens ] - [ Screams ]

- What's the matter? - [ Sighs ]

What areyou doing in here?

l'm having a nervous breakdown.