L: Oh, Serena, wait a minute. Would you excuse us, please?

Thank you.

S: So, what's my punishment?

L: Don't be childish.

S: Why not? You're treating me like one.

Isn't that who curfews are for?

L: You're certainly living up to our expectations.

According to Bart, you went out. . . . . .looking like a stripper.

If you have a problem. . . . . .then just say so.

But to simply defy us--

S: Not you. Him.

L: Bart and I are husband and wife.

S: But he's not our father. Come on, Mom. Things were so good last year.

We were almost like a real family. Why change that?

L: Serena, you're making this much more complicated than it really is.

And going by your actions last night. . . . . .I clearly think that you could benefit from a little structure.

S: If I thought this was you talking, I might listen.

L: If this is how you're acting now,I should have insisted on more structure years ago.

S: You mean, like, three husbands ago?

L: That was unkind.

S: I'm not really in a family mood.

I think I'm gonna pass on tonight's little soiree.