Would be my guess.
Get me somebody. Anybody. And get me somebody while I’m waiting.
Fixed the newel post!
It’s Clark Griswold, Mr. Shirley. . .
Well, what is it, Greaseball?!
If only I had that money Catherine and I gave to that TV preacher who was screwin’ that hockey player.
Me too!
“You’ve got a lot of nerve talking to me like that, Griswold!”
“I wasn’t talking to you.” 
“Oh Aunt Bethany, you shouldn’t have done that.”
“Oh dear, did I break wind?”
She wrapped up her damn cat!
What are you looking at?
Oh, the silent majesty of a winter’s morn… the clean, cool chill of the holiday air… and an asshole in his bathrobe, emptying a chemical toilet into my sewer…
And WHY is there WATER all over the FLOOR, Todd?
I don’t KNOW, Margo.
To interrupt the quotefest for a moment: This movie and Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade are the two movies I remember seeing at a drive-in theater near my home. It’s long since shut down, but I’ll always associate these two films with that place…