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Jemmy: (gazes into back yard) Gosh, it's pretty primordial out there.
Bob: What?
Jemmy: I said it's primordial out there. Like a Jurassic swamp or something.
Bob: I can't see what you're talking about. It's too dark out there.
Jemmy: My point exactly! It's dark and wet and nasty and gloomy.
Mr. C.A. (Pretty Boy) Floyd: Did you really say Jurassic? With dinosaurs and stuff? Minerva, honey grab that little phone of fidelio's and call the papers! There are dinosaurs in the back yard and we're all gonna be rich. Maybe we can get that Mr. Spielberg to come and make a movie, or those Walking with Dinosaurs folks. We can be on television.
Jemmy: I was talking about the weather, you hick. There are no dinosaurs in the back yard.
Bob: That we can seee, anyway.
Mr. C.A. Floyd: Maybe there's some of those eggs, like that Roy Chapman Andrews fella found out there in the Gobi Desert. We could hatch 'em out and raise up some baby dinosaurs. Don't you know the folks at the zoo would like to get in on that?
Bob: What?
Jemmy: I said it's primordial out there. Like a Jurassic swamp or something.
Bob: I can't see what you're talking about. It's too dark out there.
Jemmy: My point exactly! It's dark and wet and nasty and gloomy.
Mr. C.A. (Pretty Boy) Floyd: Did you really say Jurassic? With dinosaurs and stuff? Minerva, honey grab that little phone of fidelio's and call the papers! There are dinosaurs in the back yard and we're all gonna be rich. Maybe we can get that Mr. Spielberg to come and make a movie, or those Walking with Dinosaurs folks. We can be on television.
Jemmy: I was talking about the weather, you hick. There are no dinosaurs in the back yard.
Bob: That we can seee, anyway.
Mr. C.A. Floyd: Maybe there's some of those eggs, like that Roy Chapman Andrews fella found out there in the Gobi Desert. We could hatch 'em out and raise up some baby dinosaurs. Don't you know the folks at the zoo would like to get in on that?