Chat
- Albert: We really need to go to bed. It's early...I mean late.
- Meg: Yeah. Do you think the dogs will be okay before morning? They won't have to go out?
- Albert: Yeah, they're in their beds, right?
- Meg: Yeah.
- Albert: Those fucking bastards.
- Meg: What??? Are you even paying attention to what you're saying?
- Albert: Yes. Those sons of bitches.
