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[At Pepe Roni's, Dylan tries to roll a ball up a Skee-Ball ramp, only for it to roll back down]
Dylan Beekler: Aww.
Boy in blue hat: Ha-ha.
[Golan grabs boy by the head and throws him through the Skee-Ball target area. Golan laughs. A hundred or more tickets are dispensed from the damaged game]
Golan: Richard, give us more quarters.
Richard: Sorry, guys. All out.
Golan: [laughs] Richard's unable to provide even fractions of a dollar because he's unemployed!
[Golan, Dylan, and Alexis laugh]
Carole Beekler: Stop it, guys. Richard has a job.
Golan: Oh, totally. Lots of people with jobs get checks from the unemployment office.
Richard: I get checks from the unemployment office because I *work* at the unemployment office.
Golan: Yeah, right! And I get hemorroids because I work at the Hemorroid Emporium.