Transcript (en)

I need to talk to you! Hey, darling. What's the matter with you? You sound so upset. You slept with my twin sister on Saturday. That's why I'm so upset. How do you know for sure it wasn't you? Because I wasn't there. You sure looked like you were there to me. Oh, he's dead. Come on, let's figure this out together. It's a tricky situation. Do me a favor. Say, oh, Chuck, keep buttering my biscuit. Get out of here. No, I'm trying to do detective work here so we can both be happy. I'm confused, too. I feel violated. Chuck. Keep buttering my biscuit. You're right, that wasn't you. You are such a loser, Chuck! Let it go, Darla. Hey, look who's here. He has moved up from Marshalls to Bloomingdale's.