Maria: "Oh, Granny Bird, please, just try to calm down, and tell us what happened."
Granny Bird: "Well, you know my dog......."
Maria: "Yes? the 1 you renamed Mr. Smelly?"
Granny Bird: "Yeah, well this time he's really gone and done it."
Granny Bird: "I took the turkey outta the oven, and he's lookin' at it like a pointer, and I thought 'that's kinda cute', when all of a sudden, he lunged, attacked, ran out the back door with it and tore it to shreds, and now....I don't have a turkey."
Rosita: "Sr. Smelly es un malo perro......."
Granny Bird: "From now on, his new name is Mr. Go Away."
Granny Bird: "Oh, what am I gonna do? my niece and her husband are coming for dinner."
Maria: "Oh, you know something?"
Granny Bird: "What?"
Maria: "There's a place in down town New York that has pre cooked turkeys, and I'm sure they're open for at least another half an hour."
Granny Bird: "Oh, I can't make it to down town New York."
Luis: "Well you could if I took you there."
Granny Bird: "You'd do that for me?"
Granny Bird: "Oh, come on, let's go, time's a wastin'."