Peter Banning:
[while the children are running around making a noise, shouting into the phone]
Wait a minute. You're telling me a 10-inch owl has a 50-mile mating radius? Why don't they just fornicate someplace else? What, a five billion dollar deal falling apart because of this? Why doesn't somebody just shoot me in the head?
Jack:
[making a gun gesture with his hands]
Bang, bang!
Peter Banning:
[abandoning call, shouts]
Will everybody just shut up!
Jack:
[backing away in fright]
I'm sorry.
Peter Banning:
And leave me alone for one moment! Moira, get 'em outta here, will you? I'm on the phone call of my life!
Moira Banning:
[exits Maggie and Jack]
Come on, Jack, come on. Out, out out.
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