Kimi: "Oh, Grandma Minka, please, just try to calm down and tell us what happened."
Grandma Minka: "Vell, you know mein dog."
Kimi: "Yes? the 1 you renamed Mr. Grungy?"
Grandma Minka: "Yeah, vell zis time he's really gone undt done it: I took ze turkey outta ze ofen, undt he's lookin' at it like a pointer, undt I zought: Zat's kinda kute, vhen all uff a sudden, he lunged, attacked, ran out ze back door vith it undt tore it to schreds."
Grandma Minka: "Undt now, I don't haf a turkey."
Lil: "Mr. Grungy is a bad dog."
Grandma Minka: "From now on, his new name is Herr Get ze Heck Outta Here."
Grandma Minka: "Oh vhat am I gonna do? mein niece undt her husbent are komingkt fur dinner."
Kimi: "You know something?"
Grandma Minka: "Vhat?"
Kimi: "There's a place in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania that has pre-cooked turkeys, and I'm sure they're open for at least another half an hour."
Grandma Minka: "Oh, I kan't make it to Philadelphia, Pennsylfania."
Stu: "Well you could if I took you there."
Grandma Minka: "You'd do zat fur me?"
Grandma Minka: "Oh kome on, let's go, time's a vastin'."