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(screams in pain as he feels the pain in his back) Mother Scratcher!
- Mom?
- Helga? What on earth are you doing here?
Helga
- I need you for a minute, Mom. I mean, I need to talk to you.
Miriam
- You need me for a minute, Mom. Listen, I am sorry, Helga, but this is just not a good time. I mean, we'll be back on in five minutes and they need me. So whatever it is, it'll just have to wait until later, okay? So, go on, bye-bye, go do your homework or something.