Ricky: "Hello?"
Cal: "Hey, man, you up?"
Ricky: "No."
Cal: "Wake up, I need to talk to you. I think your house is haunted."
Ricky: "Hey, come on. It's 2:30 in the morning."
Cal: "I can't sleep in here, man. I'm scared."
Ricky: "Look, there's nothing to be scared of. It's a new house, there's a lot of creeks and moans and groans in it."
Cal: "Whoa, put on-- You got your TV on?"
Ricky: "Well, yeah, I fell asleep with it on."
Cal: "Turn on channel 42."
Ricky: "Fourty-two?"
Cal: "Look at them buns."
Ricky: "Well, that is a set of buns."
Cal: "And down, and down, and-- What'-s she doing exercising at 2:30 in the morning?"
Ricky: "Oh, yeah, that's a really good point. Hey, I don't know why I'm talking to you. Do you remember that I hate you?"
Cal: "Hey, man, you know what I was thinking? You're lucky."
Ricky: "I'm lucky? How so?"
Cal: "Well, check it out. I'm sitting here in this enormous haunted mansion, can't sleep. And you're hanging out at your mom's. That's awesome."
Ricky: "That's like the opposite of awesome."
Cal: "Well, this is like a hotel room with someone else's junk in it."
Ricky: "Okay, yeah, well, that someone else's junk, that used to be my stuff."
Cal: "I'm just having a hard time, man. I'm just calling up for some support."
Ricky: "Do you-- Do you know how crazy that sounds?"
Cal: "Hey, one more thing."
Ricky: "Yeah?"
Cal: "When you have the stereo on at the same time as the TV, how do you control the volume on the TV?"
Ricky: "Why do you want to listen to the TV with the stereo on?"
Cal: "Because I like to party."
Ricky: "You know what, man? Why am I still talking to you?"
Cal: "Come on, we were just doing good there, man. I'm taking care of your house good."
Ricky: "I-- I keep snapping back into it. It's like a trick you're pulling on me."
Cal: "Alright, I'll talk to you tomorrow."
Ricky: "Alright, man, talk to you tomorrow."