[Stan carries a limp Hayley riddled with darts into the living room]Francine: Oh, God! Is she alright?Stan: She'll be fine; just breathe her with this pump.[Francine holds Hayley and begins pumping her lungs]Stan: The police said, if Hayley goes on another rampage, they'll throw her in jail!Francine: Jail?! She'll never survive! Tiny cells, the gangs, getting shanked in the cafèteria! [Grunts and pretends to stab someone] The first couple stabs break the skin, then they really get in there! [Grunts with effort] And my baby's all, "Auuggh! You bitch; I'll kill you!" [Sits down quietly and continues pumping Hayley's lungs; Stan glares on]Stan: ...That was a haunting scenlet, Francine.Francine: ...And we can't prevent it! Hayley has horrible taste in men; she's gonna get broken up with again!Stan: That's why, from here on out, she doesn't date anyone I don't sign off on.Francine: [Still pumping] I don't know Stan. I think what she needs right now is our love and support--[Hayley suddenly awakens, then grabs Francine and throttles her]Francine: Shoot her! Shoot her in the face!
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