Salesman: I'll be right with you. Hi. Can I help you?
Sarah: Single chicken breast, please.
Salesman: For an extra 75 cents, you can get the whole fryer here. Two breasts, two thighs and a wing. Today’s special.
Sarah: Thank you. I don't know when I'd eat all that.
Salesman: It's just an extra 75 cents.
Sarah: It's not the 75 cents. I hate to see food go bad.
Salesman: We got a hundred recipes. You can cook them, freeze them and...
Sarah: Look, listen to me, mister. I'm divorced, okay? I eat alone, usually standing over the sink. I don't want a bunch of chicken hanging around, okay?
Sarah: Thank you.
Leo: Hey. There she is. Good morning. How are you?
Sarah: Good morning. I called you last night to see if you were up for a movie or bowling or group shampooing.
Leo: I'm sorry. Eric's parents are in town. Mr. And Mrs. Stalin. I'm under house arrest.
Sarah: Weren't they just here?
Leo: Thank you. I don't know why they can't stay at a hotel. Nothing I do makes them happy. And they make Eric so nervous, he's like the Tin Man.
Sarah: You have to hang in there, Leo. You and Eric are my model for a successful relationship.
Leo: I fear for you, child.
Sarah: Anyone have anything exciting happen this weekend to share?
Kid: My Uncle Mike slept over.
Sarah: Uncles and aunts are very important to us, aren't they?
Kid: He's not really my uncle, but my mommy makes me call him that. When he's there, I can't sleep with my mommy because he's in her bed.
Sarah: Anyone else have anything they'd like to share? Yes, Austin.
Austin: My parents are trying it apart for a while.
Sarah: We have a theme, June.
June: Yes, we do.
Austin: And Mom says my dad is incorrigible. That means he likes other women.
Teachers: Good. One, two.
Girl: Let me try.
June: That's a hop.
Sarah: One, two, that's a new step. Very good. Molly, you wanna try the sticks?
June: Yeah, come on, Molly.
Sarah: Very good. Keep it going like that.
Kid: Watch. No, I'm doing it.
June: Oh, Austin!
Austin: Good Lord, it's a gusher.
Sarah: Let me see your teeth.
Bob: Hey, bubba.
Sarah: Look who's here.
Bob: Are you all right?
Austin: Yep, I'm fine.
Sarah: He had a decent bloody nose for a while, but he's fine now. You didn't have to rush right over.
Bob: A kid bleeds, I show up. It's house rules. You wanna get your stuff together now?
Bob: Then I need a minute alone with Ms. Nolan.
Austin: Okay. Bye, Ms. Nolan.
Sarah: Bye. No. No. No.
Bob: So, Ms. Nolan...
Sarah: Sarah, please.
Bob: And I'm Bob. Actually, everybody calls me Bobby. I've been trying to change it since third grade.
Sarah: I'm always a pushover for Bobbys ever since my first boyfriend, Bobby Healy, just... You know? I forget, is it "always discuss your personal history with parents" or "never discuss"?
Bob: It's "always discuss." Besides, I find it comforting. So has Austin told you anything about...?
Sarah: About you and...
Sarah: That you're taking a break from your marriage and you're incorrigible.
Bob: That particular phrasing came from his mother. I wouldn't have put it exactly that way, but...
Sarah: I'm sorry.
Bob: If there's anything you think I need to know, just tell me.
Sarah: Oh I will.
Bob: Sometimes with Austin, you can forget. Because he seems so mature.
Sarah: I know. The other day he was asking me about my retirement plan.
Bob: Well, he cares about you, and he wants you to be financially secure. You know Austin adores you. I can see why.
Sarah: Thank you, Bob.
Bob: I might prefer Bobby after all. I mean, I like the... I like the history.