Mr. Baldwin: Alright, class. Listen up. As you all know, I've recently become the father to many wonderful, beautiful babies, and-- (grabs one of his babies) Hey, where do you think you're going? Look, the point is, I need sleep. Half hour a week just isn't cutting it anymore, which leads me to your new assignment. Each of you will be partnering up with the fish next to you and watching one of children for the remainder of the week. Now, are there any questions?
Finberly: Mr. Baldwin, are-are we supposed to... (Mr. Baldwin slams the door before Finberly finishes) Oh, he left.
Bea: Whoa, looks like it's you and me, Oscar. This'll be good practice. You know, I'm gonna have kids someday. It'll keep me grounded when I'm famous.
Oscar: I dunno know, Bea. I mean, being a parent is huge responsibility.
Oscar's brain: Shut up, Oscar!
Oscar: Whoa, who-who said that?
Oscar's brain: Up here.
Oscar: Oh, hey, Brain. I can see you through my head. Weird.
Oscar's brain: Trust me, I'm your brain. I know everything.